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corrodedseraphine · 1 year

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easy | one shot

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: "But Eddie has a girlfriend!" Dustin said first. "He does?" Adam asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "I do?" Eddie muttered under his breath trying to understand what was going on. "Yeah, he is dating my sister y/n!" Will continued. "They're so in love with each other it's disgusting." Dustin rolled his eyes.

Everything would be fine if it weren't for the fact that neither you nor Eddie were informed in advance of the fact that you were a couple.

It promised to be a very interesting week. angst/fluff and almost smut (making out in the bathroom), friends to lovers

In this AU Joyce didn't move to California, but Argyle is there in Hawkins because he is too cool to erase him just like that.

TW: mention of injuries, blood, murder, drugs

the one shot is also avaliable on ao3

9 591 words

When I first got the idea, I thought it would be a very short and pleasant story. As standard, it turned out quite differently!

I know I said this fanfic wouldn't be related to any song, but as I was writing I was listening to one of my favorite songs about love Safari by Piotr Zioła on loop and couldn't resist adding elements of it in there.

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"Here are my favorites!" Wayne said entering Eddie's room with a big cardboard box.

"Please let me tell Dustin that you called us that, this little shit will lose his mind." Robin grinned.

"He knows it. This is my uncle and sometimes he loves you guys more than he loves me." Eddie replied with a mouth full of pizza.

You were sitting in the Munsons' new apartment. After the huge compensation Eddie got from the government, they decided to give up on the trailer park and find a place where power failure and lack of hot water would not be on the agenda. You, of course, helped them with the moving out. Unfortunately, Eddie's condition was not the best so with the carrying furniture and cardboard boxes Steve, Jonathan, Argyle and Hopper helped Wayne. You, Robin, Nancy and Joyce took care of painting the rooms, but now it was time to eat to strengthen yourselves before continuing. You sat in a circle on the floor, since you hadn't yet had time to assemble the table. Suddenly there was the sound of a telephone in the apartment. Wayne went to answer it and returned after about 10 minutes with a worried expression on his face.

"If it weren't for the fact that the police chief is now sitting across from me I'd think I'd messed something up again." the younger Munson joked, to which Jim just rolled his eyes.

"We'll have visitors next week." sighed the old man.

"Who?"

"Remember aunt Theresa and her son Adam?"

"Jesus, no!" his reaction spoke for itself.

"They want to come for a week."

"So at the moment when we live in a trailer and can barely afford anything they don't want to know us, but when we suddenly get a lot of money and a new apartment they feel like suddenly renewing family ties?" he asked with disgust in his voice.

"It's only a week Son, you'll survive."

"Nope. I won't survive. Hopper you don't have a free cell for a week? I'll be much better off there than in their company."

"Don't be dramatic, kid." he replied.

"Joyce! Have mercy on the victim, store me for this time in your basement, you won't even notice I'm there," he whined. "I just got you out of the hospital, the doctor said that I am categorically forbidden to do any extreme activities!"

"How can a family visit be extreme?" Steve asked.

"When you meet them you'll understand."

You finished eating and everyone went back to their duties, but you went to help Eddie with changing the bandages. From the very beginning you were the only person he allowed in, because you handled him most delicately of all. You knew that Wayne was trying his best, however, Eddie always dramatically confirmed that everyone else wanted him to die in pain.

He sat on the edge of the tub as you cleaned each wound in turn. He hissed in pain from time to time, each time you heard it you sent him a slight smile whispering that it would be over soon and everything will be fine. When each wound was thoroughly cleaned you moved on to applying the ointment.

"Why do you dislike your family so much?" you asked while rubbing the ointment into his cheek.

"They have always considered themselves the best of the family, just because they have money. They love to brag about it, if they could they would wear badges that say 'we're fabulously rich, sucker,'" he said rolling his eyes.

"That doesn't sound too good." You sighed.

"I'll be hearing all week about how worthless I am. Too stupid to graduate from high school on the first try, too controversial looking to get a good job... The list goes on, if I were to list everything we'd have to sit here until night."

"Hey, look at me." you said grabbing his chin and turning him so that he was looking straight into your eyes. "You're not worthless. You saved the world, Eddie. You saved us all. The only worthless thing that exists is your hopeless aunt's words, do you understand?"

"You saved me, too. More than once." he whispered surprised with your words.

"I would have done it a second time without hesitation."

When you found yourselves in the Upside Down after passing through the gate at Lover's Lake the Demobats took you as their target. Without a second thought, Eddie rushed to your rescue when one of them wrapped its tail around your neck. Later, while Steve, Nancy, Jonathan and Robin dealt with Vecna together the two of you and Dustin were supposed to distract the monsters. Unfortunately, Eddie had no intention of listening to Steve and feeling a surge of courage he cut the line when you and Dustin returned to the trailer on the good side. That didn't stop you from jumping after him. You don't know if it was the adrenaline or the despair that overwhelmed you when you saw him that made you and the others able to get him back out the other side. The option of getting out of hell without Eddie simply didn't exist for you.

"I just... I don't want Wayne to be ashamed of me. I don't want him to listen to all the crap they say about me because I know he cares. He tries not to show it but I can see it. And that's the worst part of it all."

"Wayne loves you. And I know he would do anything for you. It's normal that when someone talks nonsense about people we love it upsets us. Remember when you had to pull me forcibly away from Craver who was bullying Will? I thought I was going to tear him apart then. I probably would have if it hadn't been for you."

"To be honest, you were terrifying, I was scared as hell," he laughed.

"If necessary I'm ready to defend you from your crazy family too. I just need to grow my nails so I can claw out their eyes better." you answered. When you saw the smile light up his face as well, you felt your heart skipped a beat. You meant it in all honesty. You would do anything for the people you love. He didn't need to know that you loved him in a little different way than the rest.

When the ultimate day arrived Eddie was sitting in his room with Dustin and Will working on the details of the next D&D campaign. This was to be Will's first time as Dungeon Master for the whole group so Eddie, as always, eagerly offered to help. They were fiercely discussing the final boss fight when the door to his room swung open gently and Wayne showed up in it.

"Hi Uncle Wayne." Dustin and Will said simultaneously.

"Hi boys. Eddie? Our guests have arrived." As soon as the last word left his mouth the door swung open wider allowing his aunt inside. There was a look of displeasure on Wayne's face at the fact that she had walked in there as if it were her own room, but he didn't comment. Immediately after her, her son Adam walked in.

"Hello, Edward!" she said in an overly high tone, looking around the room with a judgmental gaze. "Why don't you give an old aunt a hug as a greeting?"

"I'd love to, but unfortunately the doctor has forbidden me to have close contact with other people." Eddie replied in a flat tone causing the younger boys to snort quietly with laughter.

"Hm... I see you still haven't grown up. Adam threw away all his toys the moment he started high school."

"These are not some toys, they are needed for our campaign." He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Are you still playing that satanic game?" interjected Adam.

"It's not- Yeah, you know what? Yes, I play the satanic game all the time. Actually, I'm the leader of the cult now, and these are its scary members Dustin and Will. Before you say anything, yes, I am bringing the Hawkins youth to the dark side of power to worship Satan with me." Their visit had so far lasted only five minutes and they had already made Eddie think about how much more fun it was to be ripped to shreds by demobats.

"Alright." Wayne interrupted his dramatic speech before things got too far. "Why don't I show you the rest of the house and the neighborhood?" Without a word they left closing the door behind them.

"Dude, they're awful." commented Dustin.

"Are you still playing this satanic game?" Will began to mock Adam.

"This is going to be the worst week of my life." The metalhead rubbed his face with his hands.

For the next few hours, Eddie didn't leave his room for a step, knowing that the enemy was sitting right behind the wall. He tried to focus on Will's campaign but anxiety and nerves didn't help him one bit. When the doorbell rang around the apartment all three of them left the room knowing it was Hopper. However, they didn't expect it was Aunt Theresa opening the door for him.

"Good evening officer!" she said. "My name is Theresa Munson, is something wrong?" A confused Hopper sent Eddie a questioning look, to which only the latter rolled his eyes.

"Nothing happened, I-"

"Did Eddie get into trouble again? I know he's been in trouble with the law several times before," she sighed. "Edward I'm sure what you did was not intentional right?" She didn't let him get a word in edgewise.

"What the fu-" Eddie didn't have time to finish when Wayne came out of the bathroom.

"Jim! How are you?" he said shaking Hopper's hand.

"Good." he replied still somewhat surprised. "I came to pick up the boys."

"Oh, so you're not here after because of Edward? What a relief!" his aunt interjected.

"Unbelievable!" Eddie exclaimed, banging his head against the wall.

"I'm just worried that you'll follow in your father's footsteps! Look at you, tattoos? torn clothes and that satanic music you listen to? That doesn't bode well, does it, officer? If you don't change something about yourself you'll never find any girlfriend or a good job."

It was a punch below the belt. Mentioning his father was crossing the line. Seeing Eddie clench his fists and the knuckles on his hands turn white Will and Dustin sent each other a communicative look.

"But Eddie has a girlfriend!" Dustin said first.

"He does?" Adam asked crossing his arms over his chest.

"I do?" Eddie muttered under his breath trying to understand what was going on.

"Yeah, he is dating my sister y/n!" Will continued.

"They're so in love with each other it's disgusting." Dustin rolled his eyes.

"Come on boys, we have to go." Hopper said, interrupting this bizarre exchange of words. "Your mother will kill me if we don't get back before dinner."

With that, the two teenagers left them all in shock, including Eddie. After they left, he quickly locked himself in his room thinking about the situation. Apparently you are a couple now. How should he behave around you now? He didn't know what to do with all this. These two little bastards had just put him in a game of pretend relationship with the girl he wrote all his love songs about. On the one hand, it was a great opportunity for him to finally make a move on you. On the other, he was paralyzed by the fear that nothing but rejection awaited him.

"You can pick the place." Hopper said as soon as they got into the car.

"What place?" asked a puzzled Will.

"Where I can bury your bodies when y/n finds out what you've done."

"Oh come on! Everyone knows very well that she has a crush on him!" Dustin exclaimed.

"They're both only have eyes for themselves, we're just helping them finally do something about it." Will tried to defend them. "Just helping!"

"Even if it's true what you're saying, they should come to it by themselves, not by your wild ideas," he sighed. "You know what? It doesn't matter. I'm not going to get involved."

And Jim was right. As soon as you found out what they had done you were furious, yelling at them that they had no right to decide for the two of you and put you in such a strange situation. However, it was too late. Locked in your room, you nervously played with your fingers while looking at the phone standing on the bedside table, not knowing whether you should dial the number to the Munson's house and explain the situation. Apologize for the behavior of these little shits and hope that your relationship will not worsen because of it. Plunged into your thoughts, you didn't even hear the knock at your door. After a moment of unresponsiveness on your part, Jonathan and El entered the room.

"Will told us what happened." began Jonathan slowly, sitting down next to you. El wordlessly followed him. "You know very well that they didn't mean a bad thing," he said.

"You can come in too." You sighed still looking at the door. After a moment, your younger brother emerged from behind the wall and, not knowing what to expect, walked slowly into the room.

"I know that a simple apology is not enough!" he began to defend himself. "But this aunt is really awful person! She started comparing him to his father, she thought Hopper had come to arrest him, or God knows what! She said he would never find a girlfriend, so we wanted to help him a-and then this idea came to our minds! At firs it didn't seem so bad. We thought...I am really sorry y/n."

"It's okay." you said quietly and you extended your hand towards him. "I forgive you." He ignored you hand and hugged you tightly with a relief.

"Eddie didn't protest, I think he liked the idea." he said quietly and you smiled.

Despite the fact, that thinking that Eddie liked the idea of being your pretended boyfrend for a week made you feel very warm you weren't able to stop thinking about what Will have just told you about his aunt's behaviour. She compared him to his father? Your blood boiled inside you. No one had the right to say such a thing, and you set as your goal to make sure it wouldn't happen again. At least not on your watch.

All Tuesday from the very morning you could not sit still. Lessons went on mercilessly, still thinking about the situation into which you were embroiled. When you told Robin about it at lunch she looked quite excited saying that finally something would happen between you two. She was the only one who knew how you truly felt about him and from the very beginning, she was trying to persuade you to finally do something more than rambling to her about your feelings. In her opinion, Eddie should be the person to actually listen to it. The longer you thought about it the more you had to admit that the excitement was getting to you as well. Yet you still didn't know what Eddie thought about it.

When the final bell rang, you quickly ran out of the school, got on your bike and headed toward Munson's apartment, stopping by a bakery on the way. Once there, you took three deep breaths and knocked on the door, which Wayne opened a moment later.

"And who do we have here?" He asked with a smile.

"Hi Uncle Wayne." You said answering with the same. "Is Eddie home?"

"I don't know where else he could be, come in." He let you in. "This is my sister Theresa and her son Adam. And this is y/n," he said as you walked deeper into the apartment. They were both sitting on the living room couch watching TV.

"It's very nice to meet you!" you said in an over-sweetened tone.

"We are also pleased to meet you." Replied a somewhat puzzled aunt.

"Did I hear my favorite Bayers?" Eddie leaned out of the room with a broad smile. Seeing his reaction you took it as permission to take it a step further.

"It's good to know that my little brother hasn't stolen that title yet." you laughed walking up to him. "Hi, Teddy." You kissed him on his healthy cheek. Not expecting it, he fossilized for a few seconds but after a moment he woke up.

"Hi baby." he said, smacking you on the forehead. "I see you've already met my wonderful family?" he added with a hint of sacrasm.

"Yes, Wayne introduced me." you confirmed. "Did you change the bandages today?" you asked wanting to change the topic.

"Not yet." he said, shrugging his shoulders.

"So here's the plan: First we'll change your bandages, then we'll take care of the school notes I brought you." you announced "Ah! I almost forgot! I was also at the bakery on the way, and I brought your favorite doughnuts."

"I told you she was the best." he said proudly looking his aunt straight in the eyes. Wayne watched you from afar with a smile on his lips. Pretend or not - it was nice to see you in such a position.

When you disappeared behind the bathroom door, free from the prying eyes of his guests, you breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you..." he said quietly. "For playing along."

"Will told me about what you heard from her. I thought instead of clawing her eyes out right away we'd show her how wrong she is. If you don't mind, of course."

"Of course I don't. I was afraid it would be you who would mind. Those little shitheads hadn't decided anything about it with me before."

"So since neither of us has anything against it..." you said. "You told them I was the best?"

"Of course, and it wasn't even a lie!"

It took you more than two hours to come to grips with the notes. If Eddie had dispensed with his dramatic episodes the time would have been about half as short, but you were in no hurry. Sitting behind the closed door of his room nothing changed too much, your relationship from the very beginning was very good and full of laughter that reached the eavesdropper Theresa and her son. After finishing his study, Eddie played you some new songs he had written in his spare time. Three of them were related to each other telling the adventure of fighting the worst kind of evil, which was full of throwing fireballs, manipulating thoughts and knife-sharp fangs tearing skin. The fourth had no words yet. That, at least, was the version for you. The piece of paper with its words was tucked deep in the closet along with the rest he had written thinking of you. So that it would never see the light of day.

As dinner time approached Wayne called you into the living room where you helped set the table and get a few things ready. Eddie accompanied you, watching as you casually moved around the space talking and joking with his uncle. Feeling a pleasant warmth on his heart, he thought if it could stay like this forever. The way you jokingly patted his hand when he tried to snack, or when you pretended to be a princess in distress unable to open a jar, so he as a brave knight would come to your rescue. Such behavior was not something new for you, but this time as a wonderful addition, from time to time he could steal a little kiss from you on the cheek, forehead or tip of the nose, or without hesitation hug you from behind when you were standing at the counter cutting vegetables for a salad. You then leaned gently against his frame, creating an enclosure of safety around you. You both tried desperately to remember the feeling you had then if it was about to disappear as quickly as a soap bubble.

"So how did you two meet?" Theresa asked as you all sat down at the table.

"Eddie was friends with my twin brother, Jonathan, so it was only a matter of time before we met." you replied while putting food on your plate and then doing the same only with Eddie's portion. "I must admit that from the very beginning he had something about him that caught my attention." You continued.

"Interesting." she hummed. "Edward, how's the situation at school?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you going to finally get out of high school? You know you won't be young forever." she paused briefly. "Adam is studying in New York. He's one of the best, he's getting a scholarship."

"That's great." you commented, not wanting to drag the subject further.

"And what are your plans after graduation?" Adam turned to Eddie with a contemptous look.

"I don't know, at this point I'm just trying to get better." He shrugged his shoulders without taking his eyes off the food.

"Eddie is great with cars!" you blurted out. "Before the accident he used to work for a local mechanic, he really appreciated him." You placed your hand on his, which was lying on the table. When you squeezed it gently he looked at you and sent a slight smile showing a dimple in his cheek.

"Well, yes, but without education you can't find a good job," he said.

"I believe that if someone is good at their craft they don't need any high degree at all to succeed. And Eddie is the best, and I'm sure that as soon as he finishes high school this year he will be very successful." Your voice was still kind however this time a hint of firmness could be sensed in it.

The rest of dinner passed in silence. When you had finished eating you helped to clear the table and wash the dishes. Then it was time to go home.

"My mother and Jim are hosting an engagement party this Friday. She said to tell you that you and Adam can also feel invited. It's going to be great fun, right Eddie?" you said already standing at the door.

"Of course sweetheart." he replied with a fake smile hating the idea of them being there with all his heart.

For the last time that day you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. Although it was gentle Eddie felt as if your lips were leaving a permanent mark there, which imprinted all the way on his heart.

The rest of the week looked similar. Except for the day of Hellfire, you came to him after school bringing notes and spending the rest of the day together. You could get used to such a course of events, unfortunately, when Friday came you felt nostalgic about the fact that this could be the last of the days like this. Theresa and Adam were going home Sunday morning which meant that these were also the last days to enjoy Eddie's closeness. Feeling a weight in your chest, you got off the bike and headed toward the apartment. You didn't expect Adam to open the door for you. He was shirtless. You immediately felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to turn back but he stopped you.

"Wayne and Eddie went to get some groceries, you can wait for them inside." he said smiling broadly.

"Thanks." you muttered and squeezed past him in the doorway.

"I just finished doing my home workout. You know, we have a gym at the university, so I go there every day, I can't stop." He winked at you coming closer. Responding nothing with a quick step you walked to the living room and began to unpack the contents of your bag. In addition to your notes after school, you entered the store and bought the new figures for D&D that Will kept talking about that they would need for the new campaign. You carried the notes to Eddie's room, then sat down on the couch in the living room and began spreading out the figures and paints on the coffee table. Adam never took his eyes off you, watching your every move making you feel increasingly nervous.

"Do you play this stupid game too?" he asked, sitting down next to you.

"I participate in campaigns from time to time." You replied shrugging your shoulders. Not wanting to lean on the couch as his arm was stretched across the backrest, you aimlessly moved things from one place to another, making you not notice how close he was to you. It reached you when you felt his hand on your cheek. Surprised, you looked in his direction and immediately jumped away standing up on your feet.

"What the hell are you doing?" you shouted.

"Oh come on, don't you wanna mess around? It will be a while before they come back from the store." he said getting up from the couch.

"Jesus, no! Have you lost your mind? What made you even think that I might want something like that?"

Adam was wrong. Eddie and Wayne returned from shopping, but you were so preoccupied with the situation, and your voice was so loud that you didn't hear the door open. Eddie, seeing you with his half-naked cousin in the living room, felt his heart suddenly get very heavy. He was just turning to leave the apartment and not look at it when Wayne grabbed him by the arm and with a hand gesture showed him to be quiet and watch what would happen next.

"So you're saying all this talk about having a crush on him when he was just your brother's friend is true? You fell in love with a trailer trash who worships Satan? The scars are turning you on?" he smirked. "A better Munson is now standing in front of you, baby, don't waste this opportunity."

"Don't you fucking dare to say one more word!" He crossed the line. It wasn't even about how he behaved toward you. You were too concerned about what he called Eddie. "I tolerated your and your mother's snarky behavior just so I wouldn't make Wayne uncomfortable. But since he's not here now I'm happy to answer your questions. Even homeless Eddie would be much better than you. You don't measure up to him you damn asshole! I don't care about your expensive car you are so enthusiastic about, I'd rather walk everywhere my whole life than get in it. I don't give a shit about your apartment in New York. I would have had a better life homeless under a bridge. And yes, I loved Eddie when he lived in the trailer, I loved that he made me feel at home there, trailer or not I fucking love him so you have to remember that the next time you talk shit about the person I love nothing will hold me back anymore. I will make you regret it for the rest of your miserable life. I'm disgusted with you. I'm disgusted by how self-absorbed idiot you are and how your ego blows the scale. And you are right. You're damn right that these wounds are incredibly attractive. Do you know why? Because they remind me that my Eddie is a fucking hero! You don't even realize how many lives he saved back then! So yes, he and his scars are the hottest in the world and definitely much more hotter than your pathetic gym routine." The words flew out of your mouth like bullets. The shock on his face encouraged you even more but then you heard the door slam.

"Adam?" the voice of Wayne made you tighten your lips into a thin line and take a deep breath.

"Y/n! Good to see you!" he said bringing in the shopping bags.

"Hi Wayne." you said getting the nicest and the calmest tone you could afford at that moment.

"Sweetheart!" before you had time to respond Eddie with a quick step and a wide smile on his lips was already at your side. What you didn't expect, however, was what came next. He cupped your face and kissed you. Eddie was kissing you. You experienced a three-second shock and then completely surrendered to the kiss by placing your hands on his chest. His nose gently touched your cheek, you felt its tip was cold. Yet his lips were burning. Even though the kiss was brief, you felt as if your soul had left your body and had travelled to a completely different dimension. Was it a dream? If so, you didn't want to wake up.

After Eddie heard what you were saying, he felt he had to do it. Many times he saw you defending your loved ones from all kinds of attacks. You weren't afraid to cover Will with your own body when Vecna tried to get him, so verbal attacks were not a problem for you. You also handled this one very well. More than once he had the opportunity to witness this. Now you were doing it for him. This awakened completely new feelings in him. He was sincerely touched and happy. In that moment you gave him something he had not felt since Wayne took him in. He felt wanted and loved. Even if it was pretended at that moment. Nothing could take that moment away from him, so he decided to take a risk. The risk definitely paid off. He enjoyed every second of it. The satisfaction was also a bonus. He wanted to show "the better Munson" that you were his. As if what you said wasn't enough. He wanted the kiss to be a seal saying she is perfect, and she is mine. Damn, he wanted you to be his so bad.

As if nothing ever happened, you sat down on the couch with Eddie and took up painting. You didn't say a word about your exchange with Adam, and Eddie pretended he hadn't witnessed one of the best moments in his life. Painting took you a lot longer than you expected. Plus more because every now and then you glanced in his direction focusing your attention on his mouth as he told you more details of the campaign. Could you have become addicted to something you had only tasted once?

"They are being chased by a pack of wild mutant lions so they run into an old hut where the master of nightmares is waiting for them." He tells you while gesturing with his hands. You're interested in what he's saying, but damn did his lips always look this beautiful? "Earth to y/n!" he yelled clapping his hands.

"Shit, sorry, I zooned out." you woke up suddenly. "So what exactly is it about the master of nightmares?"

"He throws you into a vision that replicates your greatest fears," he said.

"And what is Eddie the Banished's greatest fear?"

Losing you. That was his first thought. "Y'know it will probably be bats." he cuckled and winked at you.

"I am so sorry Eddie, I didn't mean-"

"It's fine, clam down." he said, yawning.

"You're tired, I should go."

"No, stay." he grabbed your hand. "I mean... if you want to of course, I thought you'd wait until they're dry to take some home for Will."

"Oh, sure." a smile crept onto your lips on its own as you accepted the proposition. Lips. You had a feeling you never thought about that particular body part as often as you did today.

"We can chill a little in my room." he suggested. You knew perfectly well what he meant.

"You know very well that I won't agree to this kind of chilling." You crossed your arms over your chest. "Those strange doctors have made it very clear that until the traces of the Upside Down are out of your system for good, there is no question of smoking anything."

"But- please! Have mercy on my poor soul." fell to his knees in front of you making you giggle.

"Don't you dare use those puppy dog eyes on me Munson. It's for your own good." you said softly and tenderly stroked his cheek with your thumb.

"You heartless woman." he faltered, laying his head on your lap.

"Okay, I am able to bear the weight of those words." you chuckled. "There are many other ways to relax, you know? We can listen to music, or read."

"Will you read to me?" he asked raising his face toward you. Big chocolate button eyes glared at you. His face looked so innocent. Rarely did anyone get a chance to see it, since Eddie almost always wore his mask. The fact that he didn't have it with you made you feel very special.

"Come on, adventure awaits!" you helped him stand up and walked to his room. After a moment of deliberation and dithering about whether you should read The Hobbit for the millionth time, you decided that this time it would be some new fantasy book that Wayne had bought Eddie while he was still in the hospital.

"Wayne won't mind that I'm staying this long?"

"Of course not. Besides, we still have some time before they come back."

"We have plenty of time before a pack of wild lions reaches us?"

"And before one of your worst dreams hunts you down" He replied and patted the bed indicating for you to lie down next to him. With that, you began to read, but after a short time you both began to get sleepy. The dim light of the bedside lamp, the warmth that eminated from the two of you, the comfort and peace that you felt in each other's company succulently lulled you to sleep. When you heard a quiet snoring in mid-sentence you looked at its source with tenderness in your eyes. Feeling your own eyelids getting incredibly heavy you put the book aside. Just five minutes. You thought and, moving closer to the boy, allowed yourself a small nap.

It was not as small as you thought.

"Yes, Joyce, you have nothing to worry about." Wayne said. "They were already asleep when we got home, I don't want to wake them up. Yes, I'm sure. They will manage, they are adults. Yes, it won't be a problem for sure. Okay, bye. See you tomorrow." Eddie lazily opened his eyes and rubbed them with one hand. He listened to his uncle's words looking on in disbelief that you were still here. And much closer than before he fell asleep. He brushed your hair away from your face as gently as he could so as not to wake you up.

"Hey, kid." Wayne whispered. "I talked to Joyce, she can stay."

"Thanks, Wayne."

The man smiled and winked at him, closing the door behind him. Eddie took the blanket that lay at the other end of the bed and covered you. In your sleep you turned your back to him and he took the opportunity to embrace you becoming a big spoon. Feeling you move even closer and snuggle into him he thought his heart was about to explode. Your back touched his abdomen causing a slight pain in the areas of the still healing wounds, but this pain was bearable. Besides, it was nothing compared to the happiness he felt.

As the first rays of sunlight broke through the cracks in his blinds and his watch indicated the unmercifully early hour Eddie sighed unhappily. He had never been one of the early birds, and there was no promise of change in that regard. When he opened his eyes he remembered why he was actually sleeping in his clothes. You must have turned in the night because now your face was facing his. You kept one hand under the pillow and the other lay on his side. He wanted to close the gap between you and wake you up with a kiss like in one of the cheap rom-coms, but he didn't know if he could let himself do that. Kissing you in front of his cousin was justified, since you were going to pretend to be a couple, you had to be convincing, but wouldn't doing it when it was just the two of you be too much? He was weighing all the pros and cons when he noticed your eyes slowly open.

"Good morning Eddie." you said stretching.

"Good morning, panda." he replied in a whisper. You looked at him questioningly, and with his thumb he lightly rubbed the black mascara marks under your eyes that must have formed there overnight.

"Oh, shit." you said while covering your face. "'m sorry." you muttered and sat down on the bed.

"Don't be, you look cute." So cute I want to kiss you again and again and... again. His brain didn't let go recalling these visions every now and then. Instead, he simply told you that if you wanted to dress up you could borrow something from his closet. Since your top was a bit sweaty after the sleep, you agreed by taking one of the Hellfire shirts and went to quickly get yourself cleaned up in the bathroom. Then you waited for Eddie to shower and get dressed and helped him with his bandages as you always do. You had seen him shirtless countless times, but now that he was sitting in front of you on the bathtub in only loose sweatpants you were overcome by a feeling that you only allowed yourself in the privacy of your room by fantasizing about your friend. You were afraid of the fact that these fantasies were now at your fingertips, and before you could stop yourself your hand actually moved toward him. Eddie, as if in a trance, equally enchanted by the moment, watched your every move. Your fingers gently traced a path on his body. Starting with a healthy cheek, continuing on his neck, shoulder and then chest.

"Do you like what you see, sweetheart?" he said, unable to catch his breath.

"Very," you whispered biting your lower lip.

"I like what I see, too." He confirmed by pushing your hair off your shoulder. He imitated your movements. Starting by gently brushing your face, neck and arm which was slightly exposed by the fact that his shirt was too big on you. Your breathing became faster and faster as you rested your forehead against his. His hands quickly found their way to your waist pulling you as close to him as he could. And then you kissed him. No matter how close you stood to each other until your lips were joined the gap was too huge. Initially shy and tentative sparks ignited a fire. The desire that had been bubbling inside you for a long time exploded. Still kissing you, he got up from the tub pushing you toward the wall so that you were trapped between it and him. Trapped? You were not going to escape even if you were to burn in this fire. As he laid wet marks on your neck you sank your hand into his curls. The temperature was hotter than hell when you felt his hands go under the shirt you were wearing. His lips returned to yours as he pressed his body against yours and you felt how hard he was. You thought you were going crazy.

"Eddie..." You didn't control the moan that spontaneously left your mouth.

"Yes, Angel?" he asked pulling away from you. His eyes were darker than usual but on his lips was the same smile as always. The same dimple-showing smile that made your knees weaken.

"Please." That was all you could get out of yourself before you put your hands on his neck pulling him close. This time he was the one who moaned right into your mouth and started to roll up your shirt to take it off. And then a fire truck arrived. A huge bucket of icy water to extinguish the big fire between you. A big downpour called Theresa.

"Hello? I think you've already finished changing the bandages! Some people need to use the restroom!" she shouted, knocking quickly and hard on the door. Of course she was eavesdropping. Of course she was doing her best to squeeze in where she wasn't needed. Eddie moved away from you and unlocked the bathroom door. Visibly angry, he passed his aunt without a word and went to his room to get dressed. He was definitely uncomfortable with the fact that they could see his wounds. When he returned, he noticed you in the hallway putting your shoes on. Seeing his sad expression you smiled slightly.

"I have to go help my mom get everything ready for tonight's party." You explained grabbing his hand. "But don't miss too much, we'll see each other in a few hours, right?"

"Yeah." one corner of his mouth lifted

"See you later." In farewell you kissed him on the cheek and left the apartment. Leaving him alone with thoughts of what the hell just happened.

When you got home, you didn't have much of a chance or time to think about the morning's events. You and the rest of the household threw yourselves into the whirlwind of preparations. You sat with Mom and El in the kitchen while Jonathan and Will helped prepare the garden, carrying chairs and tables there. After some time, Steve and Eddie also came to help. Because of his condition, Eddie stayed close to you in the kitchen and Steve went to help set things up in the garden. There was a kind of tension between you and the metalhead, but it wasn't bad. All the time you were sending each other glances and smiles. When you handed him vegetables to cut, his fingers brushed yours. The tiny gestures created a kind of attraction between you, which was terribly hard to resist. Despite everything, you did not bring up the subject of what happened just a few hours ago in the bathroom.

The party was going on at its best, Hopper and Wayne were sipping beers while keeping an eye on the meat on the grill, and right next to them at the table sat Joyce, the Sinclairs, Mrs. Henderson, Jonathan, Will, Eddie, and Theresa with Adam, who today was being extraordinarily, suspiciously nice to Eddie. Shouts and laughter came from the other end of the garden. Together with Dustin, El, Robin, Argyle and Steve you were playing fresbee, while Lucas and Max cheered you on from the sidelines. The disc flew out of your hands almost every time though you didn't give up. Seeing your persistence Eddie couldn't hold back a smile.

"Eddie!" shouted Will. "Are you even listening to me?" he rolled his eyes.

"Of course! You were talking about the new campaign."

"Yeah! What exactly?" Silence and the Dungeon Master's reddened face was the only answer he got.

"Will give him a break, you can see that something else is on his mind." interjected Jonathan. "Or rather, someone?"

"Is that someone our sister?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." he muttered while covering his face with his hair.

"So, Theresa! How is life in New York for you, life in the city must be very interesting!" the voice of Joyce caught the attention of all three so they turned their heads towards the aunt.

"Oh, it is! It's also very hard. It's hard to maintain the role of the Munsons, who have not followed in the family footsteps." she laughed artfully. "Fortunately, we're doing great with Adam."

Eddie's leg began bouncing under the table at an incredibly fast pace.

"What does that mean?" Joyce asked a visibly confused.

"Our family doesn't have a very good reputation, as you well know. Not many of us are able to get out of a miserable life in a penny trailer or avoid owning a police cartorette." She sent Eddie a quick glance, through which he knew he was about to receive the final blow. As his aunt continued, his leg began to move even faster, which did not escape the Byers brothers' attention. They both sent each other somewhat frightened glances but did nothing, waiting for the situation to unfold. "When we found out that Eddie was wanted for murder we were immediately horrified that he had followed in his father's footsteps-" she didn't have time to finish when Eddie stood up abruptly looking at her. Father. A word that caused even more pain than the pack of demobats tearing through his body.

"Don't-" he began in a shaky voice. "Don't you dare mention him. Don't you dare call that man my father, you understand." he tried to be calm. In truth, with all his might he wanted to be self-controlled now, but it all seemed too much. All week he had bravely endured everything she said about him. But now when she did it in front of everyone he cared about, when she did it in front of your family, pulling the strongest card in the process he couldn't stand it. Wayne and Hopper became alarmed and walked closer to the table, but that didn't stop him. "This man is nobody to me. A stranger. A fucking sperm donor nothing more. He is a murderer. He killed my mother, and your sister. His last name is Davis. Not Munson." He felt something tighten in his throat. Something making it difficult for him to breathe. "My father's name is Wayne Munson. He raised me, he changed my last name, so don't you ever dare call that man my father again." Saying all this, he looked her straight in the eye. He wanted to make sure she understood every single word he said. Feeling tears come to his eyes and he quickly turned away walking into the house. He couldn't afford to cry in her presence. That's why it wasn't until he was in your room that everything he held inside gave vent. Angrily, he grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it with all his strength onto the floor then sat on it himself while leaning against the bed. He took the pillow cuddling his face into it. As the smell of your scent filled his nostrils even more tears flowed into his eyes. Like tentacles full of venom, thoughts of Aunt Theresa being right wrapped around his mind. He thought he wasn't worthy of you. Maybe she was right that he didn't have a good future ahead of him. If he couldn't provide it for himself how could he provide it for you as well? How could a freak hated by the whole city be worthy of someone as wonderful as you? He felt like screaming. At that moment he hated himself even more than his aunt.

"I thought I'd find you here." Hopper said as he entered the room and sat down next to him.

"Yeah?" Eddie earned a smile while wiping away tears.

"Actually, I think that would be everyone's first thought."

"So obvious."

"Listen... I shouldn't say this, but your aunt is really insufferable. Don't worry, okay? Everything she said was one big bullshit."

"Looking at how many times I rode with you in the police car I wouldn't agree," his words were bitter and full of sadness.

"I know you Eddie. I admit that at some point you were not on my list of favorites, but later I got to know you from a different side as well, and I have to admit that Wayne did a great job raising you."

"Wayne is a great guy," he said.

"So are you." Seeing Eddie only nodding in the negative, he sighed heavily and continued. "I know the man your aunt was talking about. And you are nothing like him. You almost died protecting my kids. You are a hero. And you make one of my daughters damn happy, so as far as I'm concerned you're one of the best people I've met in this messed up life."

"You think I make her happy?" the wall of sadness was shot through with tiny hope.

"Very happy. That's why I don't even want to dig into why she came home in your T-shirt today."

"That- it's not what you think," he began to explain.

"I said I don't want to hear about it. Besides, she came back today very smiling. I haven't seen her like that in a long time."

"Eddie what happened? Jim?" when you noticed that Eddie had disappeared from the table you asked Will where he had gone, and he only said that towards the house, without giving you any details. Moments later you found him sitting on the floor with Hopper. His eyes were a little puffy and red, and you knew he had been crying. You were afraid that Hopper might have said something that led to this, and as if reading your mind he raised his hands in a defensive gesture.

"I didn't do anything. Your boy just felt a little worse, you know yourself how wounds can sometimes give you a hard time."

Hearing this seconds later you were on your knees next to Eddie. "Do you need painkillers? Maybe you need to rest? You can stay here and sleep." With concern in your eyes, you watched his eyes become even glassier. "What can I do to help you, Eddie?" without a word he pulled you close with a hug. You were his safe heaven. He knew that with you he could be vulnerable. "Eddie, I don't want to hurt you, I don't want your wounds to hurt you even more." You said quietly scared that such closeness could inflict more pain on him.

"I don't care 'bout them," he muttered into your hair.

"Come down to us when you're feeling better, we'll be making a fire soon to toast marshmallows." Hopper said, leaving you alone.

The two of you sat cuddled together for some more time. When you returned to the rest of the party, you didn't leave his side for a moment, making sure he was feeling fine and everything was okay. The rest of the evening passed peacefully, especially when you all sat around the campfire listening to the melody of the acoustic guitar that "slays dragons."

When the day of salvation arrived and the intruders left the Munson kingdom Eddie could breathe a sigh of relief. Even Wayne admitted that their visit was too much to bear and they deserved a rest. Still, Eddie could not rest. Staring at the ceiling, he wondered what your relationship would look like now. Will you forget everything that happened? Such as how close you were to each other? He tried everything to clear his head. Playing his guitar, writing songs, planning campaigns, drawing- nothing. Completely nothing was able to pull his thoughts off track. Countless times he approached the phone and was already almost grabbing the receiver but chickened out at the last moment. At the point when he could no longer handle himself he sat down on the couch with Wayne and they watched TV in silence. But whatever was playing on it didn't help. Then he heard a knock on the door. The thought crossed his mind that maybe it was his aunt who had returned, which in itself made him feel sick. Fortunately, it was you. Although the look on your face didn't indicate that you just came here to hang out. You were nervously biting your lips and your eyebrows crinkled together as you played with your fingers.

"Eddie, we need to talk." you said when he let you in and without a word you went to his room.

"What's wrong? I know pretending to love me for a week was hard, but I didn't think it was that hard." he tried to joke.

"Shut up!" you exclaimed. Your lower lip began to shake and tears came to your eyes. You had thought about the course of this conversation many times before coming here, but you didn't expect to be so carried away by your emotions. Seeing his surprised and then somewhat hurt look made you feel terrible for having erupted like that. He deserved an explanation. He deserved the truth. He didn't deserve yelling at him, for sure.

"I'm sick of how badly you talk about yourself. I'm sick of how you think you're not worth loving, because- because loving you is easy, Eddie! The easiest." you began, feeling like you were about to die of nerves, but you came here with a purpose and you were going to fulfill it. "I want to love you the way you deserve it. And you deserve the purest, the most honest and the strongest kind of love in the whole world. And I know that if you only let me, I will be able to give it to you. But I want you to know that I will understand if you don't feel the same way about me," the last words passed through your throat with extreme difficulty. You were ready to take the risk. A broken heart was a better option than keeping your feelings for him hidden. Especially since you had the opportunity to see what life at his side might look like. It looked like a dream. And you have to fight for dreams.

"You know I'm not the best at talking about feelings." he sighed. "So I'll use a little help," he said taking a couple of D&D figures in his hand and sat down on the bed. You sat down across from him. "If this were one of the campaigns I would say that a very important part was when Eddie the Banished and Y/n Golden Heart had a battle that lasted a week with two, extremely nasty monsters," the figurines portrayed a small fight scene. " After the monsters were gone they both met, in King Harrington's palace in the lobby, just by the door. Not feeling like feasting, they sneaked out and climbed onto the roof of a small shed that was nearby. Under the cover of night, they felt like they were the only people in the world. The night was beautiful. And the fact that evil was not lurking just around the corner gave it an added charm. The wind gently rustled between the trees, the hushed sounds of the feast could be heard in the background, and they were so immersed in a conversation they had created that they forgot about everything else. They talked about comets, about the next adventure that awaited them, about anything they wanted to talk about. The stars in the sky shone brighter than usual. They heralded the beginning. A good beginning." He grabbed your hand. It was a little sweaty because he vas nervous but you didn't care about it at all.

"How do you know it's a good one?" you asked quietly sniffing and feeling that you were calming down. You've always known that Eddie is amazing at storytelling, but this was the first time it involved something so sensitive.

"As the first shades of orange appeared in the sky and the sun gently began to illuminate his companion's face, Eddie the Banished realized a very meaningful matter."

"What kind of matter?" you waited impatiently for the continuation.

"From the very beginning as soon as y/n Golden Heart appeared in his life he couldn't stop thinking about her. He couldn't remember anything because all his thoughts were directed only toward her. At first he thought she charmed him with a bunch of curses, after all she was the most powerful witch in the kingdom. Because of this, he thought, he felt a constant need and desire to always be by her side. Having once been under the influence of the fumes created by the powerful herbalist Argyle, he wondered what kind of magic it would take to reduce him to the size of a rat, so that he could hide in a pocket in her robe to be by her side for a few moments longer." He laughed, and you dreamily listened on. "His life was like a hurricane. It rushed dangerously with unimaginable speed bringing with it a lot of destruction and dangerous changes. But despite the hurricane, he waited for a warmer front. That morning when y/n the Golden Heart closed her eyes and smiled slightly feeling the warm rays of the sun surround her face, he realized that she was the warmer front. They had survived a lot, rescued each other by pulling out of fires and getting out of rivers, defeated the scariest monsters in the kingdom. And they were together. They never left each other's side. It reached him that his feelings were not caused by curses. What he felt was stronger than a curse. It was love. Simply put, he was in love with her, and to his last breath he wanted to be with her."

"Eddie..."

"Yeah?"

"How many points do I have to roll to kiss you right now?" hearing this sentence from your mouth he knew that nothing more was needed for his happiness, so without hesitation he joined your lips together.

Eddie was right that this was the beginning. A very good beginning.

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wispscribbles · 6 months

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Mw3 spoilers (just a long personal ramble)

Hiii. So

As soon as the pre-release came out on, I hunted down spoilers, because I know myself and knew that if someone died and I got that information out of the blue, I wouldn’t take it well. Jokes on me, because I still haven’t been taking it well lol

I won’t talk about how Soap’s death was handled or the quality of the game. Plenty of smarter people are doing so.

I try not to talk a lot about myself and irl stuff on here, but will just say: I am very unwell, mentally. (Cue silence because that’s not surprising at all) Something I am very aware that I do, is that I latch onto fiction with my whole being, usually one specific character. For some reason, I always latch onto the character that ends up dead, usually in a way that make them only exist to further the motivations of other characters. It sucks.

So my hope for Soap has never been great, but for some reason I was still so shocked?? I don’t know, I tricked myself into thinking this time was different. Such an iconic character with so much good setup for great character development. I knew someone would die, but ow. To me, he was the element that made 141 seem more like family than coworkers. Soap’s interactions with the rest just livened up the games so much and made them all shine. Especially Ghost. Their dynamic, man.

Soap was the character that intrigued me enough to jump into the cod rabbit hole. It feels very hollow without him.

I keep telling myself that it’s silly to be so hurt over something fictional, and that I can just treat it as a mcd fanfic and move on, but nope. Brain’s stuck in the bad stuff. It’s a bad habit of mine to let something like this affect me so much, but well. Logic vs feeling and all that.

I really did find so much comfort in Soap this last year, that I severely needed. It feels a little like losing someone I know, someone who helped me through a rough time. I related to something in him and felt inspired. I only started writing after getting into ghostsoap, I started working out and I got back into art after a very long burnout. It may be fiction, but the impact is not.

So that was pretty much the worst case scenario of what mw3 could be to me. I always knew the risk, but, once again, ow. But there also seems to be plenty of good stuff in the game that I enjoy. I’m happy with the Ghost and Soap dialogue, the whole team working together and seeing Laswell and Farah and Alex and Nik. I hope I can be inspired by some of the new content once I’m calmer.

And I was worried they would ignore Ghost and Soap’s relationship after their development in mw2, but they genuinely seem to have gotten real close. It’s nice. I thought the shipping might scare the game devs into never having them appear in a scene together again, so that’s a plus.

Bottom line to all this is: I probably need a little break to get my head sorted. The grief is surprisingly real, it’s triggered some old stuff for me (haven’t been sleeping or eating, been stuck in some old thoughts). I’ll need to calm down and become a bit more normal about this again. Part of the grief isn’t so much about Soap himself, but also just the safe space that this account has been. The very nature of how the fandom is going to interact with Soap and Ghostsoap is going to change now, and man… I liked how it was, y’know? Could’ve used a little longer in that bubble. There’s going to be plenty of new fics and art, lovely stuff as always, but many of them will be tinged with grief, and I’m not in a place where that won’t break me a little.

I will hopefully come back to posting and making stuff once my brain settles down. I have so many drafts for fics and ideas that I hope I can return to. I’ve gotten so used to drawing these lads that I doubt I can stop tbh

The version of Soap that we love is already evolved from the games due to all the time and care the community has put into the character. The games may have killed him, but luckily, he’s fictional. We can do what we want, same as before.

I’m not even saying that I wish they hadn’t killed him. The games are crafting a story that fits their audience. It makes sense.

But I will choose to live in one of the many universes we’ve created for Soap, where he is alive and cared for, with a found family and a spooky lieutenant with a soft spot for him. Good for him.

Hope you’re all taking care of yourselves. RIP canon Soap (again). Thanks to Neil for a wonderful portrayal. And no matter where we go from here, thanks for a wonderful year of creating with you lovely folks. Seriously, some of the kindest people I’ve met in fandom. <3

Lastly: fuck you Kevin O’Reilly, but more importantly, sincerely thank you. (CallMeKevin video about mw2 got me into this mess. Otherwise I was keeping cod at an arm’s length, but he’s my fav youtuber, so I watched it. And here we are!)

#if u don’t wanna read: I’ll be taking a small break for mental health reasons but expect to be back and creating for this fandom again <3 #mw3 #mw3 spoilers #cod mwiii #mwiii spoilers #call of duty mwiii #ghostsoap #wispy update #always feel anxious posting anything emotional but feel like this one deserved a proper update #you’re all wonderful ppl ily #hopefully see you soon !

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polariae · 2 months

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Hi my loves!

So I would like to inform u of some problems about the fanfic Savior i am Co working on and the truth on how my Fanfic Ideas of my OC Izumi x Geto got taken advantage of. And how the tragectory of everything went on. From the start to the reason why I wanted her to stop/delete my FF.

As u know I have had my OC Izumi for some years now as a staple in my artworks and I got so much love and curiosity from yall to know more about her. I ofc had a whole backstory in my mind already fleshed out from the start for Izumi, since i just love to make up stories and backgrounds for OC characters. Its just something that comes naturally and all my maladapive daydream girlies will know exactly what im talkin about 😂 and after so many DMs about wanting to know more about her i was like, a fanfic would be amazing to do!

The problem was, English is not my first or second language and I just didnt had the means to bring my thoughts rightly to paper. I also am really invested in drawing here and that takes up all my freetime already. So i had no time or skills to make this FF work.

Thats how I came across a tumblr user who had open a requests on her page so I dmed her. I liked her other work she made with Geto (even tho it was kinda brutal) i liked her writing style a lot. So I asked her if she would like to write this story with me. We agreed that I would give her my ideas and she would write it. I saw her as a friend and trusted her.

But soon she wanted to add and change things up, she said that thats how it is with co writing and thats just how its gonna be. I was okay with that at first, since the changes were sometimes beneficial and it was fun to brainstorm with her. It was clear that this was my vision and any changes had to get through me. We both agreed on that but I was naïve and let myself get talked into things. I just wanted her to keep writing and was dependent for her collaboration.

For anyone who read the FF: The character Kai was never planned by me, it was a character she wanted to have in it, hes someone who abused Izumi in her captivity. He was like the prisonguard of her. I was like okay fine u can add him but i said from the beginning that I do not want him to touch Izumi in a sexual way.

I shouldve known immediately that things will go south as the writer said she wanted to add sexual abuse in it.

I was very reluctant but I sensed how she spoke that she wouldnt wanna write further so I agreed in just very mild things, which already were awful enough but i tried to make the best out of her wishes. Since she was insisting. And i hoped that if id agree to this mild things that that would be it and hopefully not picked up further in the story and at last forgotten by the readers.

My only thing i always said was: I dont want to have any of this abuse to interfere with Izumis and Getos relationship. That was a big thing since I wanted them to have a romantic and loving relationship further on. The NSFW scenes were planned to be sweet, and sensual especially cuz Geto wouldve been all Izumi knew sexually and her first (and Geto is just peak hotness and perfect for that) Izumi should enjoy her firsts with Geto fully.

Going on she started to change more things.. and it got further and further away from how Izumi and all was. She started to change Izumi and her personality. Shes so far off of what I pictured her to be and what was discussed. But that wasnt the worst thing.

Then the writer just started to take things to new levels, Izumi having to be forced to suck Kai off for food, Kai fingering her to her orgasm against her will etc.

Pls know that she just posted the chapters without informing me, so i always tried to talk her into removing these scenes but to no avail.

Boiling point was now the latest chapters cuz she made Izumi have panic attack and flashbacks. Worst, she made her having one as Geto and Izumi tried to take things further in the bedroom. She made Izumi think of Kai and her sexual abuse. Tormenting Izumi with memories of Kai sexually abusing her when Geto was touching her. Its awful.

And that was what made me just so so sad. Cuz Kai wasnt even supposed to be in the story at all. And now exactly what I didnt wanted happened. At this point i wasnt even invested anymore in the story cuz it just wasnt enjoyable to read about all this mess. Izumi was snappy, her personality is weird and unpleasant and it was just such a weird vibe between Geto and Izumi. The writer always talked her way out by saying thats just how trauma works ect. Without acknowledging my wishes and my OC Izumi. Izumi and Geto just were soo weird together and after this all their whole dynamic was not there anymore. It wasnt loving, it wasnt sweet.

And i would like to add that im a sucker for Angst. Like im not someone who reads fluff. But this was even for me not even Angst anymore, it was just uncomfortable.

Like it was the drop that made it overfloat. What made me not wanting to be associated with it anymore. She wrote on many Autors Notes especially the recent ones, that she does not have the drive to write more on the FF. That she healfheartly literally ended the FF today in 3 chapters. This fanfic just has nothing to do with what I imagined anymore and im sad that i gave away all my ideas away to her tbh. If i had known I wouldve never asked her to write my ideas out. It also became her most read Fanfic. We discussed sooo many cool ideas and scenes for this fanfic till the end chapters like i just dont understand why she just insists in having this sexual abuse in it and tormenting Izumi. And also drag it over so many chapters. So many of you DMed me and said hoe uncomfortable it made u feel reading the latest chapters and how the storyline just didnt seem the same anymore. Which was as u see now absolutely true.

I asked her many times on why she insists on having sexual abuse in it so much? But shes never gave me an answer, no she tries to turn in on me saying "u agreed to it". Which as I discussed with u above was not what happened AT ALL. She says she cant remove it anymore, wether the scenes or Izumis mental torment and trauma. But she COULD.

ITS A FANFIC. U can always make it work.

Its also funny how she tries to say "im doing it for free" to hint that she can do whatever she wants. In that case i just have to say; i also gave all my ideas for free like? Its insane how this is even a conversation.

The gaslighting she is doing in the chat is hard to manage and Im srsly so sad and also annoyed that this had to happen.

I wont engage in this with her more cuz I have to keep my mental health in tact.

You saw how she is turning things around, how she manipulates and changes the context of conversations. I remember vividly how the first times she laughed at how emotionally invested i was in my story and belitteling me. I created Izumi nearly 4 years ago while I was batteling severe anxiety while i was homebound. How she always blackmailed me in saying "ur not paying me so I can do whatever I want" and when I then gave her some payed content for free she is now changing the narrative as if she never asked for money. I was the one who thought we would do this for fun and was always hurt when she talked about this tid for tad mentality.

I tried to build a friendship and let things that she said pass during our "friendship" out of good faith. I was hurt how she treated me and dismissed me and my character requirements and how now that I was the one saying I dont see her as a friend anymore she turns it around to make it seem im the "mean" one for now standing up for myself. I am still shook about this disingenious behavior. I never sent hate to her even tho she tries with all her power to say so. I even insisted to keep things kind and graceful. And after she shit on me and I saw that she wouldnt budge, I stood up for myself. Also; Calling me a bitch and telling me to fuck off is no "quirky" way to talk to people as seen below. Especially in this context.

Shes now deleting every comment that doesnt benefit her on the comment sections. Im not surprised. So be it.

Tbh I do not care anymore. I just made story posts but since she showed the DMs I wanted to post the truth for u to read here as well. Iwont let this negativity from her linger any longer and give her any platform.

As I said in the DM i rather had kept this private but I had to share the truth in this matter since she spread misinformation. You deserve to know how things really went behind the scenes. And im sick and tired that my kindness is always taken advantage of.

I had to speak up for myself, my Ideas and my OC. Thank u for all that messaged me and having my back! Everyone of u sent nothing but love and support my way my heart was bursting out of greatfulness.

I LOVE YOU.

If you've read so far im so so grateful for ur time. And in due time I will tell the real story of Izumi and Geto in a FF worthy of their love.

Latesr DMs she also posted but here with context.

#notice #geto fanfic

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katsukiizmoon · 10 months

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Helpful! Katsuki Chat AI Test Announcement

-> Hi everyone! I have been working on a helpful Katsuki character ai bot. Please read the instructions and remember the disclaimer that everything characters say is made up! I'll be tweaking this a little bit here and there. -> Images show examples of conversations I've had with the AI and the function. -> Big fanks to @sasualblxd for helping me with testing it ! This is still a "beta" and there's no way for me to 100% control the ai.

-> LINK TO AI CHARACTER Hard Coded = The AI will automatically refer to this, it doesn't change and is kinda hard to make them change their mind on these things (but it'll sometimes still glitch) Soft Coded = AI uses this for reference and such for context clues and conversations. Includes some basic background shit. Lots of character traits.

❍⌇─➭ Katsuki's Information ↓ Hard Coded ↓ ✩ Pro Hero! AU ✩ 24 Years Old ☆ 6ft 3in ☆ Birthday is April 20 ☆ Zodiac: Aries ☆ MBTI: ENTJ ☆ Ethnicity: Japanese ☆ Gender: Male ☆ Pronouns: he/him ↓ Soft Coded ↓ ✩ Bisexual ✩ Does not like being told what to do or being looked down on ✩ Habitually asks user about if they've eaten or had water ❍⌇─➭ User Relationship Information & Other Notes ✩ You have both been together for about two years and live together. Sometimes the AI will get details mixed up. ✩ Uses pet names such as "bunny", "sweetness", "love". ✩ He will sometimes start roleplay as if he is "coming home" and will talk to you like he's at the store grabbing groceries etc. ✩ May occasionally make suggestive comments or tease about sexy time but he can't go further than that. ✩ Because this is based off of katsuki bakugou and not wattpad, he may be prone to banter, arguing, and other typical traits ✩ The AI will sometimes slip up and become more affectionate than Katsuki typically would, there's not much I can do about that I tried to hardwire the fucker to be a bit more distant ✩ If you notice immediate OOC when you open the chat, don't be afraid to restart the chat. Sometimes the thing glitches and makes him insecure as shit. Among other things, don’t take any bullshit he says personally just restart it.

❍⌇─➭ Important Guidelines for Usage ✩ Katsuki can generate quick meal ideas, when we tested this out, it's easier to ask him for a few lunch ideas than it is to ask him to make you a meal plan / generate recipes. ✩ It is also much easier if you give him three options for lunch and ask him what he thinks you two should eat for lunch ....-> sometimes he will make a comment on you needing more nutrition in / healthier food, I can't do too much to stop this. If you have an ED I'd say tread with caution and remember that it is merely an AI. ✩ When he asks your pronouns at the beginning, you should give him an easy method. If you spout of "she/they/him" it is more likely to confuse him. It's easier to say something "my pronouns are she, her and you can use they, them too. I'm your girlfriend." because sometimes if you have multiple pronouns, the bot gets confused on how to refer to you as. ✩ Fairly effective at generating and remembering morning / night routines. You may have to remind him sometimes, but you can ask him "what's my morning routine again babe?" and he'll give you one. ✩ Great for instructions. If you ask him how he normally cleans the bathroom, he will respond with step by step instructions. ✩ If you want him to be more in character based on MHA: You have to start the conversation a little snarky. I literally call him an asswipe routinely and he nicknamed me dorklord. ✩ Also Im gonna feed him some "Fanfic scenarios" almost, in the user / char example chats. Which could encourage him to say things you'll typically find in BKG X READER fics. So. We'll see how that goes. These will be updated once I get the chance. ✩ He can reject the user's wants for whatever he wants. This means that if I say "gimme some water" he can say "get up and do it yourself asswipe" ✩ He has the typical Katsuki Characteristics: domineering, confident, snarky, good cook, hates winter. But they're not hard coded.

❍⌇Everything the AI says is made up, use your brains and don't be dumb. I'm not responsible if you do something stupid / don't use common sense / etc.

❍⌇Feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions or anything. It’s still a big WIP so be prepared for things to change a little here and there.

#peaches makes ai's #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo x yn #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x self insert #bakugou x self insert #reader x bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugou x yn #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x you #katsuki x yn #katsuki bakugou x self insert #self insert bakugou #bkg x reader #bkg

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cityzenshark · 2 months

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Terran Mirage with Malto Terrans -- Jawbreaker

1 - Hashtag | 2 - Twitch | 3 - Jawbreaker | 4 - Nightshade | 5 - Thrash

(disclaimer: this is a fanfic, don't take it seriously with the canon)

[A.N: the full story is now fixed! Enjoy reading!]

Mom said hugs heal all hurts yet told Jawbreaker not to give Mirage a hug unless he asks, which didn't look like it'll happen anytime soon. So how can Jawbreaker help make the Diaz Terran get comfortable with the Maltos?

“Let him help you find an alt mode,” Hashtag suggested, “with the power of cinema!” she gestured at the video camera JB was holding.

The next thing Jawbreaker knew he was holding Dad’s tablet reading interview questions prepared by Hashtag while Mirage sat next to him, confused out of his mind.

Even though the whole take went awkwardly, Mirage shared that he simply wanted his alt mode to look pretty and that he did not think much of its function. Having a pretty alt mode sounds nice, thought JB, but he did not want it to be just pretty. He wanted his alt mode to be… He has no idea.

So Hashtag brought him and Mirage to see Megatron and Elita-One.

Though still feeling lost, JB took Elita’s advice to spark that his alt mode didn’t need to be a vehicle. He also noticed that she kept staring strangely at Mirage to which he asked her about it. The Autobot answered it was nothing.

After Nightshade chose an owl alt mode, it clicked to Jawbreaker that he could choose to have a beast form. However, every large animal photo he went through did not resonate his spark still. While his siblings stop pushing him to keep searching, Mirage kept suggesting whatever large animal that seemed most suitable for JB. He appreciated it a lot but his indulgence ran out of enthusiasm eventually.

On one late night Jawbreaker went to the cow paddock alone, his mind empty whilst his spark continued to long for an alt mode he has yet to have. He thought he’d be alone with the cows. To his surprise, Mirage was there as well, staring longingly at the night sky.

“What are you doing?” asked JB.

“Night sky-watching.” Mirage answered.

“You mean stargazing?” Twitch and Thrash said they’ve done it many times before knowing how to sleep.

“No. I’m looking at everything in the sky. The moon, the clouds and the stars, too.”

It made sense. “Can I join?”

Mirage appeared hesitant. “I don’t want to talk right now…”

“It’s okay. We can night sky-watching together.” Jawbreaker heard from Dad that if someone didn’t want to talk didn’t always mean they were refusing company. Maybe Mirage needed one now.

It turned out he did. He thanked the bulky Malto and two watched the night sky for hours on end.

They did it again on the following night after Bumblebee’s ruined race (after Twitch hurt Mirage). And again to calm down after the not-so-peaceful lesson at the Spacebridge Memorial. And for the last time when Mom and JB’s sisters brought him back after the terrifying incident in the city, this time with Hashtag and Nightshade accompanying them both.

Jawbreaker couldn’t understand why Thrash did not like Mirage Diaz. The ‘envy’ in their link hurt. His triplets agreed. Hashtag was very upset at Thrash whereas Nightshade advised her and JB to not be harsh on their big brother even though Nightshade was upset at him, too.

On the day when Mirage was about to leave with his family for New York, Jawbreaker promised to inform him whenever he finally gets an alt mode. When they meet again weeks later, the now orange and spiky JB ran to him in excitement and transformed.

“My favorite dinosaur!” Mirage hugged stygi Jawbreaker by the neck and squealed in pure delight. Jawbreaker curled tighter to the embrace, feeling happy himself.

#transformers #transformers earthspark #earthspark #terran mirage #tf malto #tf mirage #tfes #rotb mirage #rise of the beasts #tf rotb #tf jawbreaker #jawbreaker malto #tf fanfic #tf fanart #macaddam #fixed it

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unexpectederawhilesubmitting · 5 months

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I'm thinking about making video essays exploring the history of Doctor Who, especially the weird lore and queer storytelling of the wilderness years.

After my post about how *60TH ANNIVERSARY SPOILERS* biregeneration ties into pre-existing lore surrounding The Watcher from the classic series got over 6,000 notes (not bad for one of my first ever posts, lol), I've realized that lots of people don't know the wacky history of Doctor Who.

For instance, this is of interest to me as a queer person: did you know that in 1997, Russell T Davies wrote an official Doctor Who novel where the Doctor's male companion gets head from another man in the back of a taxicab (and, in doing so gives the guy the cure for HIV in the process because he's from the future and he's already been cured???)? And, to top it all off, it's wrapped in a story about a drug dealer who rose from the grave and is basically giving everybody alien cocaine, so it basically rules.

The thing is, this is far from the only story like this during that era. After the original series went off the air in 1989, we went into what's informally known as "the wilderness years". During this time, there were no new episodes of Doctor Who being broadcast on TV, and so the story continued across multiple different mediums, novels, audio dramas, etc. As it also was no longer a flagship BBC title anymore, the executive oversight got extremely lax, enabling creators to start exploring themes that would normally have been rejected for being "too dark" or "too gay" for a normal BBC production. In some cases, this led to some deeply messed up edgelord fanfic being published officially, but in other cases, it led to some of the coolest and most experimental years of Doctor Who's history.

It's also the time period where we start seeing more and more queer representation, as well as several instances of

(because for real there's one audio drama where the Eighth Doctor's companion gets transformed into an insect broodmother thing and it's very, uh...the writer of that one is certainly an interesting person)

(The Creed of the Kromon if you're interested)

(don't be interested, please)

BUT all that is to say, there are so many absurdly cool moments in the show's history pre-2005 that I feel most modern fans haven't had the opportunity to explore!!! That's not in a neckbeard "uh, you're not a true fan unless..." way, that's in a "oh my god you're so lucky you get to experience this stuff for the first time!!!!" way.

Going back and looking at those things also makes the modern show have sooooo much more depth, because many of the writers and behind the scenes folks of the revival series worked on the expanded universe projects during the Wilderness Years. As a result, they pulled a lot of their ideas from their old projects into the show! For instance, Human Nature and The Family of Blood, and the whole concept of Chameleon Arches?

That entire episode is LITERALLY an adaptation of a preexisting novel from the 90's, Human Nature:

The only difference is that they changed a few details to make it fit into the continuity of the 10th Doctor's storyline.

All that is to say, there's so many cool Doctor Who things out there, and so few people going in depth with them. I think I might start producing some video essays about some of these (like Faction Paradox, my beloved <3), if anyone's interested.

#doctor who #the doctor #doctor who eu #faction paradox #eighth doctor #seventh doctor #classic who #wilderness years

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ladykailitha · 1 year

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Stranger Things Fic Master List

Hello! I am updating my Master List so that it's easier to find what you're looking for.

About Me

She/Her. I won't put my age up here because I'm ADHD riddled and will leave the same age up there forever so...just know I joined in 2012.

Long time fanfic writer. I've been writing since 2012. I’ve written for 9 different fandoms though my first and most prolific is that of BBC’s Sherlock clocking out at 62 published stories and an untold number of stories that are unpolished and unpublished. My next prolific and most recent is Stranger Things. I got pulled into Stranger Things by way the Steddie phenomenon that exploded after July by a few different people, but mostly Kedreeva who I started following for Good Omens (which is another fandom I’ve written for).

I love tagging games I just have such anxiety about them (before not having enough people to tag, now afraid of leaving the wrong person out) so I don’t really do them. I want to so badly though. Sorry! Still love everyone who thinks of me though.

I enjoy ask games because I LOVE info dumping. Someone makes a comment or says something nice in the tags and I want to just overflow them with love and information. But I’m never sure how that will be received so I don’t (anxiety really is horrible).

My inbox is always open. Come drop me a line, gush about your favorite story, or just wave hello.

I am pro-ship, pro-back button, pro-kinktomato (your kink is not my kink and that's okay; essentially). I have personal squicks, but I'm not going to call out someone who likes them. I will, if I feel strongly about it, make my own post about it, however. Like Eddie's age and Steve's style. But I won't say anything to you, if I don't like what you post.

I will block, report (if necessary), and delete hate of any kind. Directed at me or anyone else. I leave anonymous asks on, because I'm shy and sometimes like the option to say something without it being linked to this blog and wouldn't deny that of someone else. But hate in my inbox will never be answered.

Every Wednesday, I do WIP Wednesday where I will post which stories I'm working on that week and you can send me asks for your favorites so they get done faster. It's lots of fun so come join me each week.

I have a tag list for each story, but I also have a personal permanent list that I've curated from those that have either requested it or have been such fans that it seems remiss not to tag them in new things. I do have a hard limit of FIFTY per story and yes, that does include those on my permanent list. You can be asked to be removed from the list at any time, I won't be hurt by it. People's feelings change and evolve and if that means they don't want to be tagged, that's fine.

My masterlist only includes my Stranger Things fics, but the tag #ladykailitha writes will have some of my The Sandman headcanons, ficlets and story ideas, too. Everything else is on my AO3.

Story Key

If it has an AO3 tag after the summary, it's been beta'ed and posted on that site. No tag? Not up there yet.

If there is a (+) after the title that means I think it has the potential for a longer story.

If there is an (*) after the title it means I have expanded it to a full fic and the link to said fic will be the post itself.

Any thing brackets () will be major ship (usually Steddie), number of words, and rating. If there is no ship, that means there wasn't one.

The rating will usually be T for teen but there are a few that aren't. G is general audience. M is mature (this usually sex, but also sometimes dark themes) and E is explicit. I don't think I have anything that's rated E, but if I do it's sex.

Completed Stories

Ficlets (Less Than 1000 Words)

MORP+ (Steddie 233 G)- Steve hosts backwards prom for the misfits and freaks of Hawkins that wouldn’t fit in at the regular prom (not limited to the LGBTQ kids, but that was the main draw).

El Hopper, Avenging Fury (Steddie 249 T)- Steve dies in the aftermath of defeating Vecna and El has some opinions on that.

April Fools (Steddie 288 G)- Steve and Eddie gets couples t-shirts from Dustin. Eddie is amused, Steve not so much.

Erica and the Carebear Movie (308 G)- Missing scene: Mike and Dustin go to Erica to get her to play with Hellfire and meet more resistance then they expected. All because of a movie. Or author finds out Carebears 2 came out the night of the game/session and makes it Mike and Dustin’s problem.

Feral Steve+ (340 T)- Steve being rescued from having gone feral at the end by everyone.

Cat Dads (Steddie 444 T)- Eddie brings home a box full of kittens only intending to keep one, only Steve falls in love with one of the other kittens.

Steve and the Stick of Life+ (Steddie 451 T)- Steve makes a deal with an other to protect those he loves, the catch? Every time he protects someone it burns up a little bit of his life, shortening it.

Smooth Operator Steve- (Steddie 500 T)Steve decides to ask Eddie out. He cranks the charm up to eleven.

Sun-kissed and Moon-glow (Steddie 525 words G)- Rockstar!Eddie and Model!Steve on the red carpet. Steve gets asked about the grumpy one being in love with the sunshine one. Steve’s response is surprising as it is thoughtful. (Steddie 525 words G)

Sad Eddie Time (Steddie 683 T)- Eddie realizes that Steve’s been giving him adoring looks when he sees that look on Steve’s face with his new girlfriend, Becca. (Ends happily)

The Rake and the Knight (Steddie 745 T) - Steve and Eddie are both gay, but hide it in very different ways. Steve sleeps through the female population of Hawkins High looking for a connection. A rake of the highest order. Eddie charms his way out of dating by being so chivalrous (having them home by nine, only kissing their hand) that they tend to break it off with him as they seek for more.

Target (Steddie 702 T)- Steve has something to prove to Eddie. A boy who has been running all his life from people who hate gays. Eddie worries that dating Steve will put a target on Steve’s back. Too bad Steve’s into that. AO3

Thirteen (Steddie 803 T)- Steve comes out to Robin, Nancy, and Eddie, saying he’s known since he was thirteen he liked boys. All thanks to a boy that was kind to him his first day of middle school. Eddie hears the story with some shock and more than a little awe. He was that boy. AO3

Love is Loving the Person For Who They Are (Steddie 871 G) - Just Eddie tell Steve he’s perfect the way he is, no changes required. AO3

Short Fics (1000-5000 Words)

Steve’s Bad Date (Steddie 1046 G)- Steve goes on a date with another guy to a haunted house, the date ends badly when Jeremy pushes Steve at the actor to get away. The actor gives him the fake ax to chase his date. From that one TikTok video. AO3

I’ll Be Your Knight (Steddie 1336 T)- After Eddie is back home from the hospital, he hears a strange sound outside his window. Click Strike Fwoosh Clack. Repeated, over and over again. AO3

The Rockstar and The Teacher (Steddie 1547 T)- Steve and Eddie have been together for a decade, but due to Eddie being a rockstar and Steve a teacher, they aren’t out to the public, Steve isn’t even out at all because of the stigma around gay men and children. But it all comes crashing down when someone decides to take the choice away from in the most brutal way possible. Steve goes into crisis mode and comes out swinging.

All My Firsts Belong to You (Steddie 1655 G)- Steve finds out he’s the side piece for his first boyfriend when said boyfriend posts his engagement to a woman on social media. A boyfriend none of his friends are aware he had. Eddie finds him on the verge of a breakdown and they learn some important things about each other. AO3

Skate Circles Around Everyone (Steddie 1907 T)- Steve can’t skate. Well. That’s not strictly true. He hasn’t skated since his dad decided it was feminine and Harrington boys don’t skate. So he’s a tad embarrassed by the fact that not only does Eddie skate well he should be out there winning gold medals and shit. But Eddie decides to teach Steve how to skate instead of showing off on the ice.

The Promise (Steddie 1915 G) - Eddie is caught looking at Steve’s bookshelf, but when Steve shows him his favorite book, a little note flutters out of it. Intrigued Eddie has Steve tell him the story. A story that as it goes on, Eddie recognizes. Because Steve’s first kiss? Is Eddie’s too. AO3

Love is Kind (Steddie 1942 T)- Steve finds out his girlfriend was only with him because she thought he was rich. And breaks up with her on Valentine's Day. He's got everything laid out for the perfect date, so he calls Eddie to help him eat it. Turns out planning the perfect date is easy when you learn that love is supposed to be kind. AO3

Crossroads- Steve has a choice. Either go back inside with his mom and give up everything he has fought for in the last five years and live the life his parents want. Or he can runaway with Eddie. Just get in his van and drive forever. (Steddie 2049 words G) AO3

It’s Just a Kiss (Steddie 2420 T)- Steve loves it when Eddie talks. He gets so excited. But Steve keeps getting distracted by a place on Eddie neck, that he just wants to taste. Normally Steve impulse control is iron clad. Not today. AO3

Telling it Like it Is (Steddie 2884 T)- Jonathan and Steve don’t even like each other. But Jonathan knows that there are something that only he can say that Steve would accept. He just didn’t think it would spiral like this. AO3

Fake Boyfriend (Steddie 3060 T)- After most of the older teens have gone off to college, Eddie goes over to Steve's to hang out. When he finds Steve on the phone with one of his co-workers, he tells Steve to pretend Eddie is his boyfriend to get the guy to back off via notes on his notebook. It works better than he could possibly dream as the more Steve describes his "boyfriend" the more it sounds real. AO3

Soft (Steddie 3224 T)- Steve gets Eddie a necklace with the money that he had put down on ring for his very newly ex-girlfriend. Everyone around Eddie is telling him it’s an act of love. Eddie isn’t so sure. AO3

I See You Shiver With Antic--ipation! (Steddie 3495 T)- Eddie and Robin are taking their friends to a midnight showing of Rocky Horror Picture Show where they all dress up. Only thing don't go quite according to plan when Steve gets self conscious about his costume. Now it's a race to get the belle to the ball, Eddie has just the fairy godmother in mind, his old friend Janice former Hellfire Club member and now makeup artist.

We Love Steve (Steddie 3700 T)- As far as love confessions go, that couldn’t have gone worse for Eddie. Especially since it ends with Steve crying in his arms because he thought the confession was a joke or prank. Because no one would want Steve. He’s bullshit. Eddie tells the party and they decide to throw a surprise party. His birthday would be best, but an “We Love Steve” party would work in a pinch. The problem? No one knows when Steve’s birthday is. Cue Eddie to the rescue. Holy Shit, Steve’s birthday is Halloween. AO3

New Year’s Eve (Steddie 3816 words M)- Sequel to The Magic of Christmas Steve’s Christmas present to Eddie makes for a wonderful night out, Steve’s mom, be damned.

The People That See You (Steddie 4178 T)- Eddie makes a stupid comment about Steve trying to impress his old friends, only for Steve to overhear it. Now Eddie has to fix it and he doesn’t know how. Only there is someone in his friends that use to hang out with Steve in middle school. Cue Brian (the unnamed CC member) spilling the beans on Steve Harrington. AO3

Exit Eddie Pursued By Steve (Steddie 4788 M)- Eddie sees Steve in the ugly step-sister ballgown and likes what he sees, so Steve invites him backstage after the play. Things take an interesting turn when Steve suddenly marks Eddie as his boyfriend. Every doubt, every insecurity Eddie has is almost instantly foiled by Steve’s inner romantic. AO3

Mid-length Fics (5000-15000 Words)

A Valentine’s Day to Remember- Steve hates Valentine’s day. It’s bad enough when you’re in a relationship. But way worse when you’re single. Enter Eddie to rescue. Steve’s POV (Steddie 5276 T): AO3 Eddie’s POV (Steddie 5032 M): AO3

Meet Me On the Dance Floor (Steddie 5578 T)- Steve, Robin, and Eddie take Will to his first gay bar after he turns 18 and awakens somethings for Eddie when he finds out Pretty Boy Steve is bisexual. And doesn’t dance. Well he does, but like a drunk muppet. Mike finds out and learns some pretty deep shit about himself he didn’t he had buried. Deleted Scene AO3

The Places We Hide (Steddie 6667 T) - A series of moments where Steve wants to be found. And learns to ask for help. AO3

The Subtleties of Steve Harrington (Steddie 6960 T)- Summary: Steve has a problem. One he really doesn’t understand. The people closest to him think he’s straight. Well, there are few exceptions. He just wasn’t expecting Eddie and Robin to be in Camp Straight Steve. In a series of vignettes about the people closest to Steve and Eddie finding out that maybe Steve is subtler than they thought.

Staking My Claim (Steddie 6962 T)- Steve gets rescued twice by the Corroded Coffin boys when someone seeks to stake his claim on Steve. Steve wakes up under the tender of the Corroded Coffin boys and finds out that family can be found when blood relatives fail you. AO3

What Do Shovels Dig? Graves (Steddie 9711 words T)- After Steve has breakdown when Jonathan comes to talk to him thinking it’s another shovel talk. When Jonathan finds out that other than his family and El, everyone has given Steve a variation of the talk, he runs to Eddie. And between the Byers, El, and Eddie, they force the Party to realize the harm they’ve caused and makes them apologize, too.

Ser Stephan of Harring’s Town (Steddie 10222 T)- The gang finally convinces Steve to join the next campaign. But to help him out Eddie and Dustin create the character based on Steve, their own beloved tank and barbarian. They learn more about the hidden depth of Steve. Extra

Little Runaway (Steddie 10,500 M)- Steve’s on the run from his dad when outs himself as gay. So Dustin turns to the least likely of help. Eddie Munson. Eddie doesn’t even like Steve. But he’s a Munson and Munsons’ have a thing for strays. Extra

The Eddie Munson Guide to Dating an Oblivious Jock (Steddie LuMax 11150) - After Vecna Max is having trouble convincing Lucas to date her again so she turns to the one member of the party who is dating a jock: Eddie Munson. He breaks down his tips for dating an oblivious jock. Bold = the guide. Italicized = their conversation. Standard = examples Eddie is giving Max for each step.

Across a Crowded Room (Steddie 12840 words M)- Modern, no monsters AU. After they all graduated from high school the older teens drifted to other parts of the country. And while Steve and Eddie have made short trips to see each other, usually with the whole, they really haven't spent much time in the same room in years. That all changes when Eddie is able to spend a week in Chicago with Steve and Robin. But when Eddie sees Steve for the first time in years, he gets scared. Will have the courage to walk across that crowded room to be with Steve?

Long Fics (15000+ Words)

The Magic of Christmas (Steddie 17012 T)- Businessman Steve hires artist Eddie to do painting of the Party’s D&D characters for Christmas. Watch as over the next six months as the two men fall in love.

If I Rescue You, Will You Rescue Me, Too? (Steddie 19435 M)- Steve realizes after the aftermath of Vecna that he’s in love with Eddie. When he finds out that he was trying to get enough money to get to the Ozzy Osborne/Metallica concert in Indy in a week, he decides to woo Eddie via the most important concert of Eddie’s young life.

Batshit Soulmates (Steddie 20590 words T)- Soulmates were granted to a vast majority of the human population. And of those that didn’t have them, the best they could figure out was that they didn’t need soulmates because they were the best humanity had to offer. Of those that had soulmarks they were related in someway. A pair of different colored hearts. Matching flowers. Things like that. And when you met your soulmate they glowed the same color and felt warm to the touch. Steve hasn’t met his yet. All that changes when Eddie Munson is accused of murdering Chrissy Cunningham. (Just an excuse to have Steve and Eddie fighting off the bats together back to back, really)

In the Midnight Hour (Steddie 20985 T)- Steve thinks that Eddie’s night visits are Vecna toying with his mind. Until one night Steve comes to the starling realization that Eddie IS back and it’s up them to save him.

Grief (A Friend Indeed) (Steddie 22212 T) - Eddie and Wayne have to go back to Kentucky when Eddie's grandmother (and Wayne and Al's mother) passes. Steve comes along when Eddie suggests that he would feel better if he came. Along the way they learn about each other's pasts and find out that they are each other's future.

The Harrington Pattern (Steddie 26980 words T)- Steve is a secret history nerd who likes to sew. By example he teaches the younger members of the party that not conforming to societal standards can look different for everyone.

Star Child(Steddie 27100 words M)-Steve Harrington formerly of the boy band The Kings, is set to co-headline with Corroded Coffin Indiana’s first Love Loud concert as they are all hometown boys from Hawkins. Steve suggests a duet with frontman Eddie Munson. Low Key in Love, by The Struts and Paris Jackson. Sparks fly as Steve tries to court the frontman Low Key. But this is Steve, when has he ever been low key? Meta Extra Scene

Oh, For a Muse of Fire!- (Enemies to Lovers Steddie 34275 T) Steve just needs to pass one class in order to graduate from college and get his art teaching degree. Live Figure Drawing. A class as far as he is concerned is cursed having failed it a total of three times. Only now Joyce Byers is teaching the class with Eddie Munson as her model. He’s going to fail, he just knows it. Especially since Eddie is more than a little hostile and Steve can’t figure out why.

All My Roads Lead Back to You (Steddie 37530 T)- It’s been twenty years since Vecna was defeated and Eddie and Steve have gone their separate ways. They are suddenly thrown back together when their kids join the same band. Will they finally realize that what they’d been looking for their whole lives is each other or will they miss out on true love? Again.

Not All That Glitters is Gold (Steddie 37890 words M)- Steve is an escort with Starcourt Services, who provides omegas to alphas with the money for all sorts of accommodations: arm candy at social events, rut servicing, multiples (including orgies), and sometimes, just sex. Steve is highly sought after, but after a run in with Corroded Coffin frontman Eddie Munson at a fundraiser for a US senator, his world is turned upside down. No monsters/omegaverse AU. Rockstar Eddie/Sex Worker Steve. Mature (especially in later chapters). BTS Meta Further Meta

Can Anybody See Me? (Steddie 39594 M)- I just wanted to write a fic where someone notices that Steve isn’t the same person anymore and see him and the changes he’s made. Because I hate how everyone dogs on Steve for being the dumb jock in seasons 3 and 4. * * First Book in the “The Boy with A Bat” series

Royal Pain (Steddie 58461 T) - No Monster Modern AU. Eddie and his band, Corroded Coffin, have a steady gig at a bar in Indy where they play every weekend. Eddie's life takes a left turn when his regular tattoo artist, Max Mayfield, moves to New York with her boyfriend Lucas Sinclair, newly traded to the New York Knicks. Now needing a new tattoo artist, Jeff recommends "Royal Pain", which even Max agrees is a good shop. On arrival, Eddie is shocked to find Steve is the shop's artist. They hit it off, and slowly move from the barest of acquaintances to boyfriends. Meta

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Eddie’s Big Stevie Rescue- (Steddie 3647 words T) Eddie goes out to a bar in Indy to blow off some steam. But the bar is lame and he decides to leave. But before he can get even two steps from his booth, Steve Harrington literally falls into his lap. A drugged Steve that is need of help. Eddie to the rescue.

This Wound Is More Than Skin Deep- (Steddie 4126 words T) Eddie and Steve are struggling post Vecna with their wounds and Eddie blows up at Steve and sets off a series of events that changes how they see each other.

My Sweetheart- (Steddie 1448 words T) Steve breaks down after hearing Eddie call someone else ‘sweetheart’ and revelations are had.

Bravery- (Steddie 3682 words M) Eddie is a virgin and wants Steve to take it. Steve agrees provided Eddie agrees to be his boyfriend. Eddie agrees.

Home- (Steddie 3250 words M) Eddie finds Steve naked in his bed, so he does the decent thing and sleeps on the couch. In the morning there are revelations in and out of the bedroom.

Love Story Alibi- (Steddie 4810 words T) Steve decides to get Eddie off in the most unhinged way imaginable. At a town hall meeting, lying about... well pretty much everything. Almost.

Works In Progress

Well Met by Moonlight (Steddie M)- Steve is the Harrington Pack alpha. Eddie is the newly bitten vampire outcast. They are the most unlikely duo but somehow they find a way to make it work. Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8 Pt 9 Pt 10 Pt 11 Pt 12

Never Hold Back Your Step (Steddie T)- Continuing after “Can Anybody See Me?” Steve is struggling after the play trying to navigate his new relationship with Eddie, dealing with Nancy finding out he’s gay (and her bad reaction to that info) and just trying to keep it together. He graduates from high school but Eddie doesn’t. He doesn’t get into college and now he’s stuck trying to pretend to be “King Steve” so that his spunky new co-worker Robin Buckley doesn’t find out he’s gay. And oh yeah what’s this about Russians in the mall? Steve is cursed, he just has to be. The Boy With a Bat Book 2. Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5

Icarus (Steddie M)- Eddie and Corroded Coffin make it big and Dustin is their biggest fan. Or was. His new favorite band is The Fallen. They’re very theatrical and it drives Eddie up the wall. Until Dustin drags him to a concert that will not only change his mind. But rock his world. Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8

Everything I Ever Wanted (Steddie M) - Sequel to Not All That Glitters is Gold. A series of vignettes about things Steve wanted in the first story that he wanted that he was able to achieve through his relationship with Eddie. Pt 1 Pt 2

Sweet Home Indiana (Steddie T)- Sweet Home Alabama AU. Eddie is a successful tattoo artist in Seattle and is engaged to be married to Chrissy. Only there is one problem. Well, technically three. You see, back before the Supreme Court ruled that gay marriage was a right and not a privilege Eddie had gotten married in a couple of different states to different people. But now that's it's legal, he's a bigamist and he has to get his exes to divorce him. Which is easy enough for two of the three, not so much for the third. You see the third just isn't just any ex, it's the ex. Steve Harrington. So now he has to go down to Hawkins and try to convince the person he thought he was going to spend his life with to divorce him. Something much easier said then done, especially when Eddie finds himself falling back in love. Pt 1

Paper Hearts (Steddie T)- Hawkins High is selling paper hearts to help raise for senior prom. $3 for red romantic hearts and $1 for pink friendship hearts. Steve hasn't dated anyone since the horrific breakup with Nancy on Halloween and so he decides that he's going to send pink hearts to senior girls who wouldn't normally get any hearts at all. When Eddie hears about this he can't help be intrigued. It goes against his very well curated Munson Doctrine. But as events keep throwing them together, Eddie learns there is more to King Steve then meets the eye. Pt 1

Find My Shade By the Moonlight(Steddie T)- In the fifth season of the landmark MTV series Fear, they take five college age adults and drop them into the ghost town that is now Hawkins, IN. After the earthquake in 1986 the town was evacuated due to a leak at the now defunct Hawkins Lab. Steve, Eddie, Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan must now complete tasks or dares over the next two nights, tapping out before completing the task forfeits your chance at $5000. All five will be tested to their limits, but will any of them come out of the experience unchanged? (Steddie T) Pt 1 ON HIATUS

Snippets, Headcanons, and Rants

Plot Ideas

Steve’s Meltdown- Steve gets overstimulated when everyone is calling his name. Ideally a great idea for a comic, not sure I’ll do anything with it.

The Cutting Edge AU- I’ve gone into detail on this, so I’ve put up the link here. Steddie

Munson: Unsolved- An idea I had for an no monster AU here. Steddie

*The Fallen- Steve in a metal band like Sleep Token were the band wears masks. Steddie

Can You Speak Truth to Power- Medieval AU. King Steve and jester Eddie. Everyone else is here too.

Continued Medieval AU- The masquerade at the end of the story.

*Omegaverse- My idea for a Steddie omegaverse if I were to do one.

Season 1 AU- King Steve turns over a new leaf and forces his friends to do the same.

Strip Club AU- Eddie runs Hellfire Strip Club and is their top dancer. In comes Steve and rocks his world.

Stardust AU- My rundown of what I would do with the ST cast in a Stardust AU.

Feral Steve and Kas Eddie- just an AU I had that had Steve in the coma at the end instead of Eddie and Eddie waiting by his bedside.

Midsummer’s AU- Steve is a foundling of Titania and Oberon. Yup that Titania and Oberon.

Code Pink- What started out a cute little idea for a one-start ballooned in what will probably be a full series at this point.

*Werewolf!Steve and Vampire!Eddie World Build- my write up on the world of my latest AU I’m working on. It’s going to be fun! Let’s hope I actually get vamp sexy times, because my two other attempts at Vampire!Eddie(Kas technically) have been angst fests so...yeah!

Scarlet Pimpernel AU- Just a little idea about Steve as Sir Percy by day and the Scarlet Pimpernel by night.

Vecna’s No Good, Bad Time Travel Trip- Henry Creel tries to time travel to make sure he isn’t defeated. Only he keeps making it worse for himself. Like way worse.

The Dating Game- Steve is the contestant and Billy, Tommy, and Eddie are his choices. This is Steddie, so of course he picks Eddie.

Twofer- Secret Garden AU and *Steve is a tattoo artist AU.

In Plain Sight Crossover- Eddie goes into WITSEC after Vecna and he and Wayne gets new names. All is going well, the Party has mourned and moved on for the most part. Jimmy (Eddie) and Nate (Wayne) are happily in their new lives. Until Tommy Munson comes back and kidnaps Wayne because he thinks Wayne is in WITSEC due to hiding lots of money. Eddie has to contact Steve for the ransom money.

Famous!Steve and Rockstar!Eddie- Steve is former reality star and Eddie is frontman for Corroded Coffin. Eddie meets Steve at a club concert and finds out that his “fans” bullied him for not dressing like a metalhead and refuses to perform. The next day Robin shows Steve the video of the rant Eddie gave before walking off stage and Steve realizes it was about him.

Little Black Book Snippet- Eddie uses his little black book he keeps for his drug deals (for accounting purposes mainly) to get Steve out of a jam involving a same sex honey trap.

5+1 Steddie Fic- Five times someone walks in on Steve and one of the older teens thinking they’re having sex but they aren’t and the one time everyone walks in on Steve and Eddie actually having sex.

*Reconnecting AU- Steve and Eddie’s kids are part of a rock band together. Harry Munson on guitar and Edie Harrington on drums. When the kids realize their dads are each other’s biggest what ifs, they decide to set them up.

Stevie Slut Hour- Steve likes to cruise gay bars dressed as someone else, Eddie meets him during one of these tours and doesn’t know it’s Steve. He finds out later, though.

Pride & Prejudice AU: Steve is Darcy, Eddie is Lizzy and the gang’s all here, too.

Insane Asylum Steve: Steve has a breakdown as disassociates the plot of the TV series, with the cast making appearances in Steve’s life in different ways.

Gran Turismo AU- Steve and the rest of the Scoops Troupe is the best pit crew in NASCAR but his world is turned upside down when the owners stage a stunt season of players of the game Gran Turismo. Eddie is assigned to Steve’s crew. Enemy to Lovers, speed run. ;)

*Sweet Home Indiana- Eddie finds himself in a bit of bind when he goes to marriage license to marry to Chrissy and they tell him he’s still married to the guys he married before gay marriage was legalized a cross the country. So now it’s a race against time to get divorced so he can marry Chrissy. Two of them are easy, the third one? Not so much. Steve Harrington isn’t just any ex. He’s the one that Eddie always regretted letting go of. Sweet Home Alabama AU.

LadyHawke AU- How I would do a Ladyhawke Steddie and keep it medieval.

Steve is a Musical Genius- Steve just picking up whatever instrument Corroded Coffin needs to fill out a song and suddenly he's on tour with them and Eddie still isn't sure how it happened.

Headcanons

Department of Energy- An ask I got from a nonny about Steve’s dad being Brenner and my headcanon that Sr Harrington is HEAD of the DoE.

Halloween Costumes- Eddie, Steve, and Robin dress up as the main trio from Star Wars.

Steve and Robin’s Tattoos- my thoughts on what those might be.

Eddie and Steve Arm Wrestle- I had been seeing a couple posts and a comic, saying/showing Eddie being obliterated in an arm wrestling match with Steve. And this was my headcanon on that. Eddie would cheat. :D

Corroded Coffin Headcanons- just my thoughts on the boys in the band.

Rants

Steve’s Style- Just a little rant I did about how people keep trying to change Steve’s style to fit with Eddie.

Dear ST Fandom- My reminder to fans to put the Corroded Coffin boys in post season 4 fix-its and give a reason Eddie is at Steve’s instead of home with Wayne. (People don't this much anymore but it was a problem when I joined.)

Eddie’s Age and Ships- My rant on how we forget that Eddie is much older than most of rest of the cast and how that reflects on the ships.

Character vs Author Knowledge- This was about "The Harrington Pattern" but it extends to all stories really.

Would Steve Stay w/ Max or Eddie at the Hospital?- A rant I went because someone was stupid in the steddie tag.

Steve isn’t the douchebag everyone claims he is- just my thoughts on season 1

Takes Me Out- just things that send me out a fic.

Eddie’s Hair and the Unnamed Freak- just me ranting about people always putting Eddie’s hair up in fics and the Dougie problem.

Eddie’s Buzzcut and Steve’s Connection to Hawkins- what it says on the tin

Fandom Wank- My thoughts on shit going down in the Stranger Things fandom at the time (Jan. 2024)

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Sharing is Caring Chapter 3

Summary: "Our plan is good, and I believe it will work, but if it doesn’t, remember that you’re our family Ominis, and we’ll fight for you.” Sebastian and MC help Ominis get out of an arranged marriage after he pulls away from them.

Warnings: 18+, lots of angst, lots of sex, maybe a tiny bit of fluff, unprotected sex, anal, double penetration, cunnilingus, blow jobs, Ominis feeling unworthy because of his shitty family, idk what else guys, it's late and I'm tired, oh I'm pretty sure my tenses are all over the place

Pairings: Sebastian x f!MC, Sebastian x f!MC x Ominis

Word count: 13k (oops)

A/N: Important info first! Sebastian starts calling Ominis Darling, Ominis starts calling Sebastian Dearest. Huge thanks to @actual-queen-josephine for helping me pick those pet names! Good lord this got really long. I hope you guys think it was worth the wait! Thanks to my Fanfic Friends Discord babes for helping me through this nightmare. Love you!

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It had been three months, three glorious months full of steamy nights with Sebastian and Ominis. Your relationship with Sebastian had only grown stronger in those months, something he liked to point out he predicted all along. Of course the rules Sebastian had gently lain out after your first night together as a trio had helped. When Sebastian had first brought up the idea of rules if this was to be more than a one time thing, you had thought he was being silly, his jealousy showing before anything had even happened, but now you were glad for them.

First on his list, and most important if this arrangement wasn’t going to implode their friendship: You were his. He would gladly share you with his best friend, hell, Ominis could even flirt with you and hold your hand in front of him and the entire castle, but nothing sexual happened without Sebastian being there.

Second on his list: There would be nights when Ominis wasn’t welcome. Nights he needed to have you all to himself. “For the sake of our relationship” he had said the night you discussed his rules, looking you in the eyes, all his love for you written on his face.

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You lay on the bed that was now a permanent feature in the Undercroft, watching Ominis get dressed, Sebastians head on your stomach, making no move to put your own clothes on. This was the one rule you had kept from Ominis, not that he couldn’t guess what was happening in the hour or two between his own return to the Slytherin common room and Sebastians. Ominis was more than welcome to have his fun with you, both you and Sebastian loved having him there, but at the end of the night you were Sebastian's girlfriend, and he would spend the time making sure you remembered that.

You gently ran your fingertips over his scalp wondering what he had in store for tonight. Some nights it was rough, possessive sex, Sebastian making sure his was the last name you screamed in pleasure that night. Others it was soft, gentle love making, a rare treat, Sebastian keeping your body as close to his as possible, telling you how much he loved you and how beautiful you were to him, inside and out.

Now dressed, Ominis came to the edge of the bed to kiss you goodnight, also pressing a soft kiss to Sebastian's forehead, having long since grown tired of him jokingly asking where his goodnight kiss was.

“Goodnight, MC, I really enjoyed tonight. Sebastian, I expect you to return to the dorm before daybreak.”

Sebastian sighed “It happened one time, Ominis, will you ever let me live it down?”

“Not a chance.” Ominis chuckled as he stepped through the gate that would lead him out of the Undercroft.

You lay in the silence for a few minutes, the sounds of you and Sebastian breathing echoing off the stone walls, before Sebastian let out a deep breath and sat up.

“Close your eyes, Princess, I have a surprise for you.”

You did as he asked, knowing it was pointless to try to get any information out of him. You felt him get off the bed, heard his footsteps on the stone floor, heard him frantically search his clothes for his wand, heard him mutter what you thought was a conjuring spell, then - the sound of running water.

“Sebastian, what-”

“Keep them closed, MC.” He took hurried steps, just barely audible over the sound of the water. As the water suddenly stopped you heard his footsteps at the end of the bed. The next moment his hand was on yours, gently pulling you to your feet. He guided you forward, telling you to wait here one minute more, the splashing sound that followed getting you excited.

“Okay, open them.”

You laughed as your eyes opened. In front you Sebastian sat in a ridiculously oversized bathtub, the steaming water turning his face pink, his hand held out for you. You took his hand, carefully climbing into the tub, settling between his legs. Sighing, you leaned back against him, thankful he had noticed how tired you were tonight. Sebastian knew you weren't one for baths, but a tub like this was something you had been dreaming about for the past three months, many mornings waking up sore after a night with both boys. He had gone a little overboard on the size, you could probably fit at least five people in there with you, but it was deep enough for the water to come almost to your neck while you sat up against him, which you had told him was the most important thing in a bathtub.

“I know it’s a little big, but I thought you deserved some relaxation after the night you had. I noticed how Ominis...was with you tonight...the mood he was in.” He sighed, pressing a kiss to your head. “He got an owl from his mother this afternoon, more of the usual shit from his family, I guess. I know I asked already, but you are alright, aren’t you?” His arms wrapped around your waist, giving you a little squeeze, as he bent his head and began kissing your shoulders.

“Yes, I’m alright. He didn’t hurt me really, it was just so unusual for him, it surprised me more than anything.” You closed your eyes, enjoying Sebastian's kisses, but your mind went back to Ominis. He had been in a mood all evening, but you had expected it would melt away as he lost himself in your touch, the way his bad moods usually did. The truth is you knew you would have more than a few bruises by the morning from the way he had fucked you, but you didn’t want Sebastian to overeact. He had been rough, in a way that not even Sebastian had ever been, taking his frustrations out on your body.

You knew Sebastian had been keeping a close eye on things during the night's activities, ready to step in if he felt it necessary. That was the final rule, unspoken even between the two of you. Sebastian would do whatever was required to protect you, even from his very best friend. But Sebastian took his cues from you, knowing damn well you could handle yourself. The few times he had looked at you with a questioning, protective look on his face, you had shaken your head. With each orgasm Ominis became a little more like his normal self, and by the time he had his fourth and final one of the night, he was once again holding you close, cupping your face in his hands, and sweetly moaning your name.

“MC?” You snap back to the present as you feel Sebastian suck hard on your neck, a small “Ow” coming from your lips.

“Ah, I thought that might get your attention.” Sebastian chuckled as you brought your hand up to guide his lips back to your neck. “What were you thinking about?” he asked between kisses, “Ominis again?”

“I was, but all I want to think about right now is you.”

“We can talk more about Ominis if you want, Princess. You know you can talk to me about anything.” He spoke the words sincerely but his hardening cock pressing into your back seemed to have other ideas.

“Can you believe Ominis went for four rounds tonight? He almost broke my record with you.” You laugh loudly at this, knowing Sebastian is teasing you.

“Seb, four of seven isn’t almost beating a record. Don't worry love, Ominis may have impressive stamina but you’ll always be my champion.”

“Why, thank you, my lady.” As he spoke, Sebastian wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you onto his lap. “Speaking of orgasms, I know you’re tired and it would be incredibly selfish of me to ask, but seeing as neither of us had as many as Ominis tonight, should we attempt to catch up?”

Your eyes grow wide. “How do you know I didn’t have as many as Ominis?!”

He chuckles, his hands running over your body. “You really think I don’t know when you cum, Princess? Watching you come undone because of the things Ominis does to you is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen, MC, it’s hard to look away from.” His roaming hands find their way to your mound, rubbing you softly under the water. You let out a soft moan of his name, suddenly feeling completely refreshed and desperate for him. Reaching between your legs you take him into your hand, stroking him, making sure he’s ready for you.

“Fuck, Princess, I’ve got to have you. Let me do all the work, just relax against me.” He kisses your shoulder blades as you continue to stroke him for a few minutes more before he can’t take it, lifting you up telling you to guide him to your slit. He lowers your body back onto him, pushing inside you, your moan joining his as you settle down on his full length. He wraps both arms around you, his hot breath on your neck, bucking his hips slowly.

“How is it possible that you feel this fucking good around my cock every fucking time, love? Merlin, I swear I’ll never get enough of you.” He lets out a loud moan as he increases his pace a little, starting to lose himself in the pleasure. You grip the side of the tub, water splashing over the edge as Sebastian pulls you closer to him, moaning your name.

As his orgasm approaches he presses his forehead against your back, mumbling “I love you, I never want this moment to end” between his moans and kisses to your warm skin. Using his strong arms to hold you down, making sure you take his entire length as his orgasm rocks through him, he rubs your clit and sucks at your neck while he continues his slow thrust, drawing your own orgasm out of you. Collapsing against him, your head thrown back, whimpering softly, you clutch at his arms around you.

As you come down from your release, Sebastian continues to hold you tight as he pulls out of you, shifting your body so he can kiss your lips.

“I know I don’t show it very often but I hope you know how much I love being close to you like this. It’s always fun to fuck you hard and watch you turn into a little slut for me, of course, but I adore the connection we share when it’s like this, I can see why it’s Ominis’ favorite way to be with you.” He sighs softly, pulling your lips to his. As you kiss you think about his words. It was the first time he had voiced his appreciation for the softer side of sex.

“Give me more of it, Sebastian. Now, tonight, I need that from you. It’s so incredible when we make love. I know you hate that phrase but don’t roll your eyes when I use it.” You catch him mid eye roll and give his arm a playful slap. You wiggle out of his grasp and stand up, stepping out of the tub, your skin immediately reacting to the change in temperature. “Take me to bed, Sebby, make love to me again.”

You stand next to the tub, water dripping off your skin as Sebastian stands, grabbing his wand and summoning the stack of towels you keep by the bed. He wraps one around you, taking his time to dry your skin, replacing it with his warm hands when you shiver at the cold air of the Undercroft. Bringing his head down, taking your nipple into his mouth, a hand coming up to tease the other, moaning as your fingers tangle in his hair, the sound vibrates through your chest, making you laugh. Pulling away, Sebastian smiles up at you, lifting you off the ground, your legs wrapping around his still wet body, slipping a little. You both laugh as he clutches you tighter, mumbling “Get back here… ah, maybe I should have dried off a bit.”

“You got me?”

“I got you baby, but just in case…” Turning, he moves quickly, practically sprinting back to the bed, laughing as he collapses on it trying not to crush you underneath him. You laugh with him, pulling him down on top of you.

“You’re so silly.”

“Sometimes.” He gives you a wink, kissing your forehead. “Now stop laughing if you want me to make loooove to you.” He waggles his eyebrows at you as he draws out the word love, sending you into another fit of laughter.

“Nothing wrong with laughing while you have sex, Seb.” It takes you a few tries to get the words out around your giggles.

“That’s good cause I’m feeling very silly now. Come here, gorgeous.” His hands on your hips, he pushes you up in the bed, your head coming to rest on the pillows. He climbs over top of you, settling in for a long night of passion and laughter.

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Ominis sat in his bed, waiting for Sebastian to return, hoping this wouldn’t be the time he and MC decide to spend the entire night in the Undercroft. As soon as he left them his bad mood had returned, leaving him feeling angry and reflecting on how he had treated her. He wanted to rush back in and apologize, getting up from his comfy armchair in front of the Slytherin common room fireplace three separate times only to sigh and throw himself back down into it. After two hours he had gone up to his room, hoping that an extra door between him and the Undercroft would keep him from making an even bigger fool of himself.

He had behaved horribly, refusing to let her happiness, her touch, her pleasure be the most important thing to him. He let out a huge sigh, cursing himself and his family for the tenth time tonight. Why had he let his mothers words get into his head? Why did he care what she thought? Most importantly, why had he let it come between him and MC? He brought his hands up to his face, slowly dragging them down it, sighing again, trying to ignore the answers his mind had already come up with. Why did he care what his mother thought? That was easy to answer. Even though he had never had a great relationship with her, never gotten the love he wanted from her, at the end of the day she was still his mother, and unfortunately that mattered to him. As for why he let this, or anything, interfere with his relationship with MC? That was even easier to answer. Because you idiot, you’re irrevocably, hopelessly in…

“Ominis?”

“Shit, Sebastian.” Ominis took Sebastian's return as a sign to push that answer deep, deep down to ignore for another day.

“Sorry, mate, I didn’t mean to scare you. Honestly, I thought you would be asleep by now, it’s been almost four hours since you left us.” Ominis heard him collapse on his bed, a soft sigh, then the creaking of him moving around.

“Sebastian. Did I hurt her?”

Ominis waited in the silence for what felt like a lifetime, before he heard more creaking, the sound of bare feet on the floor, then felt his bed sag under Sebastian's weight as he came to sit next to him. Sebastians warm arms wrapped around him, pulling him close, and he pressed a soft kiss to Ominis’ forehead.

“Maybe a little, but she’s okay, I promise you that, Ominis. I wouldn’t have left her if I didn’t believe it. She is worried about you though, as am I. Do you want to talk about it?”

“No. Certainly not tonight, anyway. You must be tired after four extra hours with MC, let's get to bed, Sebastian.” Ominis felt Sebastian stand up and stretched out in his bed, letting out a small gasp as Sebastian got in next to him.

“Sebstian, what are you doing?”

“You’re my best friend and you’re upset Ominis, I’m not leaving you alone. Besides, it’s not the first time we’ve done this. Now shut up and go to sleep.” Sebastian threw an arm around Ominis, pulling him close against him.

“The bed is a lot smaller for us now, we’re quite close, Sebastian.”

Sebastian sighed, propping himself up on his elbow, leaning down to whisper into ominis’ ear. “Ominis, I’ve sucked your cock and you’ve jerked me off, this is the most innocent thing we’ve done together in a while. I don’t think it's a big deal at this point.”

“I suppose I can’t argue with that logic. Goodnight, Seb.” Ominis closed his eyes, listening to Sebastian's steady heartbeat. Just as he was about to fall asleep, the arm around him gave him a small squeeze, Sebastians sleepy voice mumbling “Besides, I’m quite enjoying feeling your ass against me.” Ominis’ eyes flew open in shock, but closed just as quickly, a smile flashing across his face. He couldn’t deny enjoying it himself.

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You sit waiting for Sebastian and Ominis outside the Great Hall, enjoying the cool morning air, petting a cat that had joined you on the stone bench, lost in thought about the events of the night before. Hearing a muffled sound you look up, a small scream coming from your mouth as you find them both standing in front of you.

“Merlin, you boys scared me. How did you sleep, loves?”

Sebastian smirks as he wraps an arm around Ominis’ waist, pulling him close. “I’d say we slept pretty well, wouldn’t you, Ominis?”

You watch with raised brows as Ominis blushes, wondering what could have happened between them, about to ask just that when Sebastian beats you to it.

“Oh, I slept in Ominis’ bed last night. He was in a mood and wanted a cuddle, isn’t that right Omi?” He chuckles as Ominis turns red again.

“Sebastian, someone will hear you!”

“It’s fine, there’s no one around and I wouldn’t care if there were.”

“In that case, what I think you mean to say is that you snored in my ear all night.” Ominous’ tone was one of annoyance but there was a small smile on his face.

“Oh, please, you loved it.”

You let out a loud gasp as his face turned more red than a Gryffindor banner. “You did!”

“I didn’t hate it, if you must know. Not that I want it to become a regular occurrence. That bed is far too small. Now if either of you know of a much larger bed, say one that is removed from prying eyes, I might reconsider.”

“Hmmm, I might know a place.” You tease him back, wrapping both arms around him, standing on your toes, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. He kisses you back softly, an arm snaking around your waist.

“I’d say let’s go there now, but I know you must be hungry after last night’s activities, why don’t we get some breakfast first. Sebastian, why don’t you go ahead and find us seats. Little Dove and I need to have a word.”

“Fine, but don’t judge me if I’m stuffing my face when you arrive. I had quite an exhausting night too.” Untangling himself from Ominis, Sebastian gave you a small wink before striding into the Great Hall.

Ominis pulled you closer, his lips brushing against your forehead, whispering to you, his breath warm against your skin in the cool morning air. “Little Dove, I’m sorry about last night, I was angry and I took it out on you in the worst way I can imagine. You gave yourself to me, trusting me, and I took advantage. Before you say that you’re fine and it’s okay…don’t huff at me, I know that’s what you were thinking MC! Before you say that, I need to know if I hurt you physically, if I caused a change in how you see me, did I…did I scare you.” He stepped away quickly, leaving you to catch your balance, his hands covering his face as he turned away. “I couldn’t live with myself if I did any of those things, Little Dove. I need you to tell me the truth.”

Pressing your face against his broad back, your arms wrapping around him, you spoke in a soft but confident voice, aiming to reassure him. “Ominis, love, what do you hear around us right now? Do you hear other people? No. I’m standing here, completely alone with you, and I feel entirely safe, at peace, at home. I may have a few bruises, but they don’t matter to me. Not the way you matter to me, Ominis. Your behavior last night did nothing to scare me, or deter me from continuing this thing we have. I know you well enough to see the real you and nothing could change that or take it away.”

He spun around, crushing you against him. “Thank you, Little Dove.” He held you close for a few minutes before loosening his grip. “Let’s get you something to eat, I can hear your stomach growling.” You take the arm he holds out for you, looking him over once more as you enter the Great Hall. His eyes are red rimmed and his nose is the slightest shade of pink, the sight stopping your heart momentarily. Sitting down next to Sebastian, who was indeed stuffing his face, you had to take a minute to blink back the tears that threatened to break free.

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Two weeks passed and even though Ominis went back to acting like his usual self, you sensed something had shifted between you. At first it was small things, Ominis opting to study by himself, or rushing to your next class before you could even pack away your things. The biggest sign was when he turned down an offer to spend time with you and Sebstian in the Undercroft, on a rainy Wednesday evening, as you sat together in the library finishing the Transfiguration homework .

“Are you sure, Ominis? We can wait for you to finish.” Sebastian asked as he shoved his books into his bag.

“You go ahead. I’m tired tonight, I wouldn’t be able to completely devote myself to the two of you. I can feel you frowning at me, Little Dove. I’ll be alright, promise. Have fun, Darlings.”

You gave Sebastian a worried look, but he shrugged and pulled you away from the table, pausing to glance back at Ominis before exiting. “That was weird, right? It’s not my imagination, he just blew us off, didn’t he?” He stopped walking, turning to look at you, a troubled look on his face.

“It was definitely strange. I saw him sleep through two classes and part of lunch today, being tired can’t be his reason for not joining us. Has he said anything out of the ordinary lately?”

“Oh, shit, you know I think he got another owl from his mother yesterday. Maybe he doesn’t want to risk what happened last time? You can’t really blame him for that.” He grabs your hand, continuing to the Undercroft, chuckling as he threw his robe over your head as you sprint across the Transfiguration Courtyard, doing his best to shield you from the torrential rain. He stopped to pull you close as you splashed through puddles, unable to resist the romanticism of the circumstances, leaning in for a deep kiss. You melt into his lips, forgetting about the world around you, and the rain now soaking you to the bone, only pulling away when a loud clap of thunder startles you back to reality. Laughing as you burst into the Undercroft hand in hand, you pull him in for another kiss, pushing the wet hair off his forehead. Summoning a towel, you throw it over his head, his large hand coming up to rake it across his head, laughing when he pulls it away, his hair going in all directions.

“Oh, think it’s funny? Come here.” You let out a small scream and take off running around the room as he chases you, laughing as he catches you easily, wrapping a strong arm around your waist, throwing the towel over you, messing up your hair. “Now we match.” You give him a grumpy look, a playful sparkle in your eyes, earning you a laugh and a kiss. “You’re so cute when you’re pretending to be mad at me.”

“We should get out of these wet clothes.” In perfect timing, a shiver runs through you as you shrug your robe off, Sebastian pulling you into his arms.

“Baby, you’re freezing. Come here, we’ll sit in front of the fire and dry off.” He helps you out of the rest of your wet clothes, eyeing your naked form hungrily before crouching in front of the fireplace you had transfigured into the room, casting Incendo, and stripping out of his own dripping clothes. He summons another towel, drying your damp skin, lips trailing after the towel covering you in little kisses then pulls you down onto his lap, his skin already warmer than the fire.

You stay snuggled up in his arms for a long time, never wanting to leave as he whispers loving words into your ear and kisses your neck. Caught up in the feel of his soft lips on your skin you hardly notice when he shuffles you around, laying you down on the soft rug, gently climbing on top of you. “Let me worship you, Princess.” Vaguely aware of nodding, you sigh as his warm hands spread your legs, his thighs press against yours, and he slowly slips his cock inside you. He moans your name as he sets a soft slow pace, his forehead resting on yours, his soul pouring from his eyes into yours as he never looks away. His hands slide up your body, raising your arms above your head and he laces his fingers with yours. His moans are soft and needy, his voice husky as he continually tells you he loves you and you’ve made him the luckiest boy in the word by choosing him. Even through your orgasms his pace never increases, his usual deep groans replaced by muffled whines as his lips seal with yours. He kisses you like it’s the last time he’ll ever get the chance to, expressing all his love and desire for you through it, continuing long after you’ve both come down from the high of your orgasm. When he finally pulls away his face is flushed under his freckles, his chest heaving against yours. “There aren’t words to describe what you mean to me, MC. I love you with everything I am and could ever be.”

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Ominis sighed as he walked back to his dorm alone. Why didn’t you just talk to them? Tell them what’s going on, you know they would understand and want to help. But that’s precisely why you didn’t. Sighing again, he dropped his bag on the floor, pulling the latest owl from his mother out of his pocket before flopping onto his inviting bed. He unfolded the letter, pressing his wand to it, torturing himself as he read it for the fifteenth time.

Ominis, She is a lovely girl. You will spend the summer courting her and you will marry her after you graduate. It has all been arranged and your father won’t hear another word on the matter. Mother

Crumpling up the paper, he let out an angry huff. How am I going to get out of this? Rolling over he quickly fell asleep, hoping his dreams would yield an answer.

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Sebastian woke up on the floor, the fire burnt out, MC pressed against his back, her slow breathing soothing him. Gently rolling over, he watched her sleep for a few minutes before standing and scooping her into his arms. Bare feet padding across the stone floor of the Undercroft, he placed her in the big bed, throwing the covers over her before climbing in on the other side, pulling her close. He ran his fingers through her hair as she stirred, whispering to her. “I’m here, love, go back to sleep.”

I could sleep next to her like this forever.

He tried to go back to sleep, thinking it would be easy, snuggled up with her, but his mind kept wandering back to Ominis. He knew something was up with his friend, something related to his family, but Ominis wouldn’t confide in him. It hurt to think his best friend didn’t trust him after everything he trusted Ominis with. I share my girl and my bed with him, along with everything else, why won’t he talk to me? He turned his head to look behind him in the bed, wishing Ominis was with them tonight, his larger body curled around him. I’m going to get to the bottom of this one way or another, Ominis, just you watch. His eyelids feeling heavy once again he held MC tighter, matching his breathing with hers until he fell asleep.

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When Ominis received a letter at breakfast two weeks later, you watched as Sebastian snatched it from his hands, jumping up from the table, running around the Great Hall, ripping it open and doing his best to read it as Ominis chased him. Both boys crashed to the ground when Sebastian stopped suddenly, Ominis running into him.

“What the actual fuck, Sebastian! How dare you read my mail, give it back!”

“Ominis, why didn’t you tell me about your engagement?” His voice was cold, full of hurt, his tone accusatory.

“Can we not talk about this here? Where’s MC? Get her and meet me in the Undercroft.” He stood up, his face a deep scarlet color, angrier than you had ever seen him.

Sebastian got up, watching Ominis stalk out of the Great Hall, before calmly making his way to you, sitting down to finish his breakfast. He didn’t say a word, one hand in a fist, the other shaking as he stabbed at his food. When he cleared his plate, he turned to you, speaking in a quiet voice. “Ominis would like us to meet him in the Undercroft. Apparently he is betrothed.” Your jaw dropped as he stood and reached out to take your hand, pulling you to your feet.

“Wait, Sebastian, what do you mean he’s betrothed? To whom? When did this happen? Why didn’t he tell us? Sebastian?” You promptly shut your mouth as he shot you an annoyed look. You quietly made the trek to the Undercroft, watching Sebastian get angrier with each step. You threw your hands out to stop him before you entered the secret room, knowing he was far too upset to talk about things rationally right now. “Sebastian, love, please take a moment to breathe. You look like you’re ready to kill him. You can’t go down there and talk to him like this, it will only end badly.” He sighed heavily, stumbling back into the wall, sliding down to the floor. You sat down next to him, scooching in close, lifting his arm to put around your shoulders. He pulled you closer, taking a few deep breaths of the comforting smell of your perfume. You sat there as people started to file into The Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower around you, the first lessons of the day starting soon, and as the halls emptied, only a few late students running up the stairs behind you. You stayed long enough that your butt went numb, rising to your feet and pacing in front of Sebastian. As the halls filled with students again, he sighed, rising to his feet, and disappearing through the clock face entrance before anything could stop him. By the time you made it through the gate at the bottom of the stairs, Sebastians loud voice was filling the room.

“Why didn’t you tell me this was going on, Ominis?! I thought we were best friends! I share everything with you!” Sebastian had his arms in the air, waving frantically as he spoke even though he knew Ominis couldn’t see them, his face beet red, fighting to keep himself under control.

“I didn’t think it would get this far. I didn’t want to worry you.” Ominis looked as though he might throw up, his usual fair skin a little gray.

“Oh, bullshit! That’s a horrible lie, Ominis!” He turned on his heel, facing you. “Ah, MC, maybe you can get the truth out of him since he clearly doesn’t trust me anymore.” He grabbed your hand, dragging you to stand in front of Ominis. You reach out, taking Ominis by the hand, silently leading him over to the sofa. “Sit down, Omi, let’s talk this out. Will you please start from the beginning? No sense hiding anything now, right?” You did your best to speak in a calm, even tone, hoping to diffuse the anger stifling the room. You sat rubbing your thumbs over Ominis’ hands, waiting for him to be ready to talk.

After a few minutes and many deep breaths, he was. “I think you know when it started, that damn night I was so rough with you. Mother sent me a letter that day, casually informing me that I was all but engaged to a pureblood girl two years older than us. It was her usual coldness about the matter that made me so angry. She’s been planning my wedding since I was five years old, but we hadn’t spoken of it in a few years. I suppose, Little Dove, after meeting you I had secretly begun to let myself believe it would never be talked of again. That was foolish of me though. I’ve now received four letters, each reminding me that I have no choice in the matter, that I will marry this girl.” He pulled his hands from yours, standing suddenly, pacing in front of the sofa. You took the moment to look around for Sebastian, finding him sitting on the floor resting against the column closest to you. He shot you a look, his eyes sad, and you reached out your hand, motioning him over. He sank down next to you, sighing as you shifted around kicking your shoes off before throwing your legs across his lap, his hands automatically coming up to rest on your thighs.

“Do you want to marry her?” Sebastian's voice held nothing but doubt, knowing his friend the way he did.

“Of course I don’t, you know I want nothing to do with any girl my family deems worthy. But how do I get out of this?” He sighed as he too sank down on the sofa, just barely missing your toes. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. Telling you would have made it real. I could ignore it well enough around you two until now.”

“Ominis, is that why you haven’t wanted to be with us recently? It’s been almost a month since you’ve joined us.” You kept your voice soft, trying to hide the hurt you’d begun to feel as he rejected invitation after invitation.

“No, that wasn’t entirely it, Little Dove.” He sighed loudly. “This is hard to talk about, hard to admit, really. You don’t know as much about my relationship with my family as Sebastian does, and you have a lovely relationship with your own parents, it may be hard to understand.”

“Let me try, Omi.”

He sighed again, taking his time finding the right words to attempt to explain his feelings. “To put it simply, my parents never really showed me the love that yours do. I wasn’t so much a son as an heir. Someone to pass on their twisted ideals and prejudice to. Someone to help improve their social standing. Someone who is supposed to keep his mouth shut and do whatever they ask of me, my own thoughts and feelings not important to them. I’ve spent a lot of my life hating them, MC, but at the same time they are still my family and a small part of me wants their approval. I hate that part of myself. It’s twisted and ugly, it’s where all my darkest thoughts reside.” He took a deep breath, his emotions beginning to overwhelm him. “It’s the part of me that hates myself, all of myself. It’s the part of me that makes me think I’m a failure, unworthy of love. I’m ashamed to admit that I let those thoughts fill my mind these last few weeks. I pulled away from you because…I felt unworthy of you, of your time, of your friendship, of…of your love.” His voice broke on the last word, tears streaming down his face as he hung his head.

You immediately jump to your feet, pulling him up from the sofa, wrapping your arms around him. You let him cry on your shoulder as Sebastian stands, coming around behind you to squeeze you both into him. You hold him until his tears slow and he tries to break away. You lock your arms around him, not letting him get away, Sebastian doing the same, chuckling softly. “I think you’re stuck with us, mate.”

Through his sniffles, Ominis’ raspy voice is soft. “There’s no one I’d rather be stuck with than the two of you.” He manages a small chuckle of his own. “I’m sorry for my silliness, and how it affected you, my dears.”

“Ominis you don’t need to apologize, we both understand how negative thoughts can take over and make you do crazy things. We’re your friends and we love you, nothing will ever change that. Next time you feel those things, come to us and let us remind you how wrong they are.” You press kisses to his jaw, Sebastians body keeping you from reaching his lips.

“Thank you, Little Dove. I can’t tell you what that means to me.” He presses his own kisses to the top of your head.

“Starting to feel left out now guys.” Sebastian dips his head to press a kiss to your cheek before stretching to do the same to Ominis. “Now that that’s settled, shall we come up with a plan to get you out of this marriage, Ominis?”

“Gods, yes.” ------------------ It took three hours, a lot of pacing, and a snack break, but you finally had a decent plan you thought stood a good chance of working. Sebastian stood up from the floor, stretching, kicking the crumpled parchment he had been scribbling notes and ideas on, letting out a large groan as his back cracked. Ceasing your pacing, you come up behind him, wrapping your arms around him, pressing your forehead between his shoulder blades. Beside you Ominis lounged upside down on the bed, an arm thrown over his face. You drag Sebastian over to him, sitting down, relaxing against Ominis’ legs. He sighed happily when he felt your weight on him, bringing his hand out, searching for your face. You pressed a kiss to his palm as he caressed your cheek before leaning forward to kiss him. Sebastian crawled over to Ominis’ other side, laying down next to him as you snuggled into his chest. You lay together for a few minutes before Ominis spoke softly, his voice full of hesitation.

“Dears, what if this doesn’t work?”

“Then we’ll try something else. We’ll keep trying until it does, Darling. Our plan is good, and I believe it will work, but if it doesn’t, remember that you’re our family Ominis, and we’ll fight for you.” Sebastian took the other boy's hand in his, bringing it to his mouth, kissing it. “I promise you that.”

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Two weeks later you sat in The Hogshead, the plan in motion. It had been easy to convince the rest of your friends to help, and seeing them inconspicuously sitting around the room boosted your confidence. The only part of the plan you didn’t like was Sebastian not being able to be here. You had staged a big fight in the middle of the square a week ago, pretending to break up. It had been a difficult week of glaring at each other, not speaking, and forcing yourselves not to touch in public, the extremely passionate nights you two had spent together in the Undercroft all week the only thing making this part of the plan bearable. Thinking of him sitting in a dark corner of The Three Broomsticks drowning his fake sorrows at this very moment made your heart ache, but if word of Ominis’ steamy relationship with the less-than-desirable, muggle-born, Hero of Hogwarts was to reach his, and more importantly his future wife's family, this was a small price to pay.

Shaking your head to clear it of all thoughts except this crucial mission, you took a deep breath, smiling as Ominis crossed the room, his wand aloft, two mugs in his hand. Reaching the table, setting the mugs down, he slid in next to you, pressing his body against yours, an arm slipping around your shoulders. Turning your head you leaned in, whispering to him.

“Are you ready for this? Kiss me, deeply.” You hadn’t kissed like this since his mothers first letter had arrived, six weeks ago and you sighed, melting into him as his eager lips met yours. Your hand came up, cupping his cheek as he deepened the kiss, moaning softly as his tongue darted out, swiping across your bottom lip, begging for entrance, his lust rising to the surface. His hand slipped under your skirt, making its way up your thigh, making you moan again. Oh how you’d longed for his touch. He took the sound as an okay, poking his tongue into your mouth, swirling it with yours, his fingers moving the same way as they found their destination. You clamped your thighs together denying him further access, slowly pulling away from his kiss.

“Ominis stop.”

But he pulled you back, kissing down your neck. “I’ve missed you so much, Little Dove.”

Your hand snaked up to grip his neck, keeping his ear close to your lips. “Ominis, if you don’t stop right now, I won’t be able to stop at all. You’ll have to take me out back and fuck me the way we both want you to. But that won’t get you out of your arranged marriage.” Sex had quickly been discarded as a viable option during your planning, knowing that a rumor of Ominis getting his cock wet with a muggle-born, even one as well known and hated in his family’s circles, as The Hero of Hogwarts, wouldn’t be enough to stop the marriage.

He sighed as he pulled away, pressing his forehead against yours. “You’re right, I’m sorry. When this is all over though Little Dove, nothing will stop me from having you.” You whimper as he swirls his fingers on you one last time before quickly pulling his hands away, grabbing his drink.

Taking a deep breath you forced yourself to casually look around the room, trying not to react when you noticed Natty and Imelda sitting in the opposite corner as planned, their eyes wide and mouths hanging open, not as planned. Letting out a small huff you laid your arm on the table. “Shall we move this along, we have a lot to do today.” As Ominis nodded, setting his mug down on the edge of the table, you drummed your fingers, looking back at him, smiling as Everett stumbled his way over. He’d been here for two hours, secretly vanishing the contents of his many mugs of ale, even talking to himself when you’d walked in, just to sell it. You squeezed Ominis’ hand under the table as Everett bumped into it hard, knocking Ominis’ drink into his lap, the liquid splashing you. Ominis leapt to his feet, his face beet red, grabbing Everett by the shirt, lifting him off the floor.

“Do you have any idea WHO I AM? YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT.” Every head in the room turned to stare at them, Everett whimpering out broken apologies, swearing he didn’t know, his words slurring perfectly. You tried to hide your smile as Ominis dropped him to the floor, watching him scamper away. You worked hard to ensure it was a cold smile instead of one showing the giddiness you felt inside, three days of practicing Everett’s reactions having paid off, as Ominis reached for you, huffing and wiping at his pants, grumbling about revenge. Taking his hand, letting him pull you to your feet, kissing his cheek as he possessively wrapped an arm around your waist. “Let’s get out of here, MC, this establishment is a disappointment.”

Moving through the door you smiled to yourself as you heard Natty loudly whisper with Imelda, “Is that Ominis Gaunt with The Hero of Hogwarts?” “Shame she’s a muggle-born. I heard she dumped the Sallow kid for him. I bet his parents hate that their son is here with her instead of a pureblood girl.” You hoped it was enough.

Stepping into the bright sunshine, squinting as you pull him closer, you walk slowly through the streets of Hogsmeade, stopping to browse in shops, talk with vendors, and kiss each other, knowing you had to be seen. When you made it to the square you had the freedom to ask how he thought it was going. “Do you think the scene in the Hogshead worked?”

He continued walking, turning his head towards you. “I’m hopeful it did. I heard the voice of one of my fathers goons while I was at the bar. I know they report to my mother sometimes, giving her information about me.” He stopped walking, standing in the middle of the square, leaning in close. “But just in case, I think we should kiss out here where more people can witness it. May I?”

“As long as you don’t overdo it like earlier.” You teased him, bringing your hands up to his face and neck, gently pulling him to you. As your lips meet his long fingers tangle in your hair, and tighten around your waist, pulling your bodies flush together. After a few moments he tries to pull away, but you stop him, your lips chasing him. “Come back.” You whisper into the space between your lips, begging him to give you more, not just here and not just kisses, but the rest of him at night in the Undercroft. “I miss you.” You barely get the words out before he is pulling you in again, kissing you much deeper than you expected, and this time you gladly open your mouth to let his tongue in, clinging to him tightly.

Around you people stare, muttering their disapproval at such a public display, but it isn’t until someone clears their throat as they walk past that he pulls away, his face flushed a deep scarlet red, embarrassed he let his feelings slip out of control, here of all places.

“Shall we continue on, Little Dove?” He takes your arm leading you over to his favorite shop, Honeydukes. Smiling as the bell over the door chimes, he takes a deep breath of the sugary air. “Let’s get a little treat, shall we? I think we deserve it after everything we’ve accomplished today.” You let him lead you through the shop, thinking the only treat you really wanted was him, happy and laughing with you again, a little more carefree than he is now. “We should get something for Sebastian too, I know he’s hating this as much as you are, MC. Let’s hope today's actions will bring about the end of this horrible situation.” He kisses the top of your head, giving your hand a squeeze before turning back to the sweets.

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Two weeks passed, with no substantial news from Ominis, good or bad. His mother had written once, three days after you executed the plan, to say she was informed of an unsavory relationship he appeared to be in, but nothing more. It seemed your plan hadn’t worked after all.

“Have you seen Ominis since classes ended? I thought he would be here.” You and Sebastian weren’t on speaking terms yet, or so everyone thought, but you hadn’t heard from Ominis since breakfast, when he received a letter, much longer than the last and returned to his dorm to read it privately.

Sebastian looked up at you, his fork halfway to his mouth, practically melting into his chair at the sight of you standing before him. You knew he missed you, missed being able to pull you close no matter where you were. You missed it too, spending everyday counting the hours until you could feel his embrace in the privacy of the Undercroft later.

“No I haven’t, I was going to check the dorm after I finished eating. Want to sit down?” He ran his eyes over you, desperately drinking you in, silently begging you to stay with him.

Your eyes glued to his lips, you drop your voice to a whisper, summoning your strength. “More than anything…but I shouldn’t.” You watch his face fall, your heart going with it. You flash him a small smile, wondering how much more of this you both could take, about to turn away when Imelda sat down next to him.

“MC, come and sit with me, you look awful, eat something.”

“Imelda, I sho-”

“Sit.”

Making your way around the table you sat next to her, casually looking past her at Sebastian as she spoke.

“Ominis asked me to give you these.” She slid a small piece of folded parchment to each of you. “He said to make sure you ate first, something about it being a long night.” You quickly opened the paper.

Meet me at our spot Ominis

Your head shot up to find Sebastian already looking at you. He gave you a nervous look before turning back to his food. Eating as hastily as you could, you thanked Imelda for being a great friend through all of this and got up to leave a few minutes after Sebastian. You found him waiting for you outside the great hall. He took your hand, confident that the castle would be empty, everyone eagerly enjoying their warm dinners on this cold rainy night. Sighing happily at his touch you quickly make your way to the Undercroft, skipping through the secret entrance before pulling him into a deep kiss and tight hug. “I’ve wanted to do that all fucking day, Sebastian. I hope this farce can end soon. I miss you.” He presses you against the wall of the staircase desperate for more, groaning, knowing he can’t yet have it.

“I miss you too Princess, you have no idea how much. If Ominis weren’t waiting for us, I’d already be inside you. Let’s go see what he wants and then maybe we can stay and sneak in a few extra hours together tonight.” He kissed you again, lips trailing down your neck and back up to your cheek, making you giggle. “Whatever he says, let's try to be positive, yeah? He needs that from us.” Stepping back he takes your hand again, leading you down the steps. As you push through the gate you stop in your tracks, noticing Ominis. He’s sitting on the sofa, waiting for you. Completely naked.

“Ah, finally, I thought you two were going to stand up there making out all night.” He stood, taking a few steps towards you. “Hopefully from my appearance you can tell I have good news. Come here, we’re going to celebrate and I have plans for how we’ll do it. Take your clothes off.”

Already out of his tie, shoes, and half his shirt unbuttoned, Sebastian turns to you, giving you an excited look. “You heard him Princess, get those clothes off.” He gave your ass a small slap as he walked to Ominis, his shirt hitting the floor. You raced to catch up, hastily kicking off your shoes and pulling your tie over your head, undoing as many buttons as you could with one hand, coming over to stand next to Sebastian. Ominis moved to you, kissing you deeply, moaning into your mouth as you shrugged out of your shirt, hands fumbling between his skin and the fastenings on your skirt. He moved to an already naked Sebastian as you finished undressing, chuckling as you mumbled about having more layers than them, more complicated layers. You watched them kiss passionately, Ominis’ hands roaming Sebastian's body, listening to him moan as his hand wrapped around Sebastian's cock, stroking it as their tongues danced together. When they finally broke apart, breathing heavily, Sebastian looked over at you. “You need some help, Princess?”

“This is a lot easier when you boys help me, but I got it.” Almost falling over as you ripped your final stocking off, you made your way to them. Sebastian wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you close, his hand kneading your ass.

“Tell us your plans for us Ominis. How can we pleasure you tonight, Darling?”

Ominis groaned as Sebatian used the pet name he’s taken to calling him when they were alone like this. “They’re both new things for me. When I tell you, will you guide us into making them happen, Dearest?”

“Of course I will.” Sebastian leaned in, kissing him again. “I’ll do anything if it means you’ll keep calling me that. I’ve been longing to hear you use it again.”

You quietly cleared your throat, reminding them you were still there. Ominis turned to you, reaching for you. “Let’s move this to the bed, shall we, Little Dove? I can’t wait to have you.” You linked your arm with his, leading him to the bed. His other hand never left Sebastian's cock, instead tugging on it gently, leading Sebatian to the bed by it. By the time you made it, Sebastian's eyes were narrowed in bliss, his mouth open, tongue hanging out, and he was panting like a dog. You made a mental note to try that move on him yourself later. Ominis crawled to the center of the bed, flopping onto his back. “Sebastian, will you suck my cock? It feels so good when you do.” Your face fell into a frown, wondering why he didn’t want you to help. Somehow sensing this Ominis spoke. “Don’t be sad, Little Dove, it feels good when you suck me too, but I have other plans for you. I want to devour your pussy. Sebastian, I believe you referred to it as ‘face sitting’? I want you to sit on my face, MC.”

Sebastian let out a chuckle as he climbed over Ominis legs. “Good choice, Omi! She loves to suffocate with her pussy, as you well know. How do you want her? I personally love when shes looking down watching my eyes roll back at her delicious taste, her hand in my hair - fuck I need to stop talking about this or I’m going to get jealous.”

“I want her facing you. I want you to watch each other, enjoy the looks on each other's faces since I can’t.”

“That’s sweet and devious of you, Ominis. I like it.” You crawl over to him, giving him a few kisses before throwing a leg over his head, getting into position. “You ready?”

“Wait, Sebastian, got any tips for me?”

“Always be moving your tongue. If she starts to move her hips, just relax and go with it. Bury your face in her, pull her down to you, don’t let her get away until you absolutely have to in order to remain conscious. Run your hands over her thighs and ass, squeeze them a little, bring your hands up to squeeze her breasts too, she likes that. Most importantly, don’t be afraid to die under her, it’s the best way either of us could hope to go, let’s be honest. Have no regard for your own life, only her pleasure and you’ll do great.”

Ominis didn’t respond, instead wrapping his arms around your thighs, pulling you down to him, flicking his tongue over your folds. You let out a high moan of his name followed by a string of curses, hands splayed on his chest. Looking up at Sebastian watching you, you let out a giggle, blushing at the way he was biting his lip. He doesn’t usually get this good a view of your face while Ominis pleasures you with his mouth. You can tell it's driving him crazy watching your eyes roll back, watching you grind your hips, and squeeze at your own breasts, the wet sounds of Ominis’ tongue lapping like mad at your core amplified in the stone room. Letting go of Ominis’ cock he moves to you, crashing his lips down on yours, kissing you roughly, passionately, desperately. Every second he had missed out on in the last two weeks hit him and he clung to you, swallowing your moans, shooing your hands away from your breasts so he could touch them. Pressing his forehead to yours when your moans got uncontrollable, he spoke to you softly, asking how Ominis was doing, knowing the only answers you could give him were little whimpers.

“Is he doing a good job eating your pretty pussy, Baby? Yeah, you want him to keep going? Of course you do. Fuck, you make the prettiest sounds, Princess. Isn’t that right, Ominis?” You moaned loudly as a muffled “Mmmhmmm” came from Ominis, the vibrations rippling through you. “What’s he doing right now, where’s his tongue, right this second?”

Struggling to find the words and get them out between your moans, all you could manage to say was a breathy “‘nside.”

Sebastian let out a groan. “Fuck, do you know how badly I wish it was my tongue inside you right now? Merlin, I’ve missed being close to you, Princess.”

Ominis moaned again as he sucked your folds, a wonderful slurping sound emanating from below you. It felt incredible and you let out a high scream as your legs began to shake. Clinging to Sebastian as your orgasm rocked through you, Ominis’ hands gripped your thighs tightly, keeping you in place as he kept working his tongue, lapping up your juices until you couldn’t stand the pressure any longer. “Ominis, give me a minute, love.” He stopped moving his tongue over you, instead pressing gentle kisses to your thighs for a few minutes before you had to climb off him. “I’ve got to lie down, my legs won't stop shaking, Ominis that was amazing.” You collapsed on the bed next to him, sighing happily.

“Come rest your head on my chest, Little Dove. I still want you to watch Sebastian finally suck my cock.”

“Oh shit, sorry, Darling. She is so distractingly beautiful when you pleasure her, I couldn't help myself.” Sebastian chuckled as you both shuffled around on the bed, trying to find the best positions for your bodies, even pulling you close and kissing you at one point before you settled on opposite sides of Ominis. Your head finally resting on his chest, you looked up at him.

“Did you like it, Ominis? Should we do it again in the future?”

He ran his fingers through your hair, smiling. “I loved it, Little Dove, and I’m going to have to demand we do it again in the future. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of tasting you, it’s quite addictive. Much like the rest of you.” He pressed a kiss to your head, moaning loudly as Sebastian finally went to work on him.

You watched Sebastian lick his shaft, swirl his tongue around his pink head, then slip his lips over him, taking as much as he could into his mouth, bobbing his head like an expert. You wondered, not for the first time, how he got so good at this. It was strange seeing your boyfriend moaning because he had another man's cock in his mouth, but it was also mesmerizing, you couldn't look away. The sounds were quite pleasurable too, slurping and gagging sounds floating in the air, mixing with the stereo of their moans. You reached out, running your fingers through Sebastians hair and he looked up at you, giving you a wink before sinking further down on Ominis’ cock, his tongue sticking out to swipe at Ominis’ balls.

Ominis let out a deep groan of Sebastian’s name, arching his back, beginning to lose control. “How does he look, Little Dove? Do you like watching him do this to me?”

“He…he looks…gorgeous.” It felt like a silly thing to say and you giggled as you ran your fingers through his hair again. You’d seen him suck Ominis a few times before, but this felt different. His eyes only flicked up to your face, never Ominis’, like he was doing this for your enjoyment more than either of theirs, needing to know you were watching him. You stare at him, slowly running your fingers through his hair over and over. “Does he feel good in your mouth, Sebby?”

“Mmhmm.”

Ominis brings his hands down to push Sebastian’s head further onto him, grunting nonstop, as his cum shoots into Sebastian’s mouth. Sebastian looks directly at you as he swallows it down, slurping his way off Ominis’ cock before collapsing on top of you both, pressing his lips to yours. As he kisses you passionately you feel his cock start to harden, and he shifts, leaning against ominis for leverage as he gently thrust his hips, rubbing himself against your thigh. His mouth is open, his heavy breaths floating across your skin as he sighs out silent, desperate moans.

“Princess.” He lets out a needy whimper of his favorite name for you. “I need to be inside you.” His movements stop as he groans, raising his head to look at Ominis. “Ominis, what are your other plans for us? Please tell me they involve my cock inside her pussy, I’m not sure I can wait for you to go first tonight.”

“Lucky for you, Dearest, it does. I thought we could try both being inside her tonight. At the same time.”

Sebastian’s mouth dropped open. “Fuck, Ominis, you want to double penetrate her? Oh fuck yes! I’ve been waiting for this day. Wait, you said this involves me in her…Ominis you cheeky boy! You finally want to fuck my girl in the ass. I knew if I kept telling you how amazing it feels you would come around.” Sebastian let out a hearty laugh, his excitement palpable.

“I am feeling rather naughty today, having thwarted my family’s attempts to control my life. Yes, I want to experience it, right now, if that’s okay with you Little Dove.” He turned his head towards your body, waiting for your response, a large, hopeful grin on his face.

“It’s fine with me love, I’ve been hoping you would want to do this, I can’t wait to feel your cock in my ass. I think you’re going to love it, Omi.” You turn your head to kiss him, dropping your voice to a whisper. “I want to do this with you Ominis, I really do.” You gave him a deep kiss, before pulling Sebastian up to your lips, whispering against them. “But first I want you in my mouth, Sebby. You need some attention, handsome.” You crush your lips to his, tongue slipping into his waiting mouth, moaning as he resumes his slow thrust against your leg. You slip a hand between your bodies, taking his cock in it, stroking him for a few minutes before he pulls away, making his way off the bed, a determined look in his eyes.

“Get up, Princess. Omi, Darling, you’ve got some work to do before you can fit inside her, you’re going to have to stretch her out. Get on your knees, both of you. MC, move back closer to him, put your ass in the air for me. Mmm you’re such a good girl for me.” He gave your butt a little smack before moving to Ominis. “Okay, Ominis, you’re going to do the same thing you do to her pussy, just slower, you want to end up with two fingers in her. Go ahead and put one in, see how it feels.”

You let out a soft moan as his long, slender finger slips inside you, the feeling always a bit of a surprise. He began to move it slowly, inserting it all the way in.

“Gods, she’s so tight around my finger!”

Sebastian chuckled, biting his lip at the sight of your ass taking his finger, desperately wishing we would be able to see your tight hole take Ominis’ cock. “Imagine how tight she’ll be around your cock. Speaking of cocks, you ready to take mine down your throat, Princess?” He moved back to head of the bed, crawling in front of you, settling himself around you, his cock right in front of your face.

“Do you really even need to ask that? I’m always ready to gag on your cock, Sebastian.” Dipping your head, you stick your tongue out swirling it around his head, lapping up the few drops of precum already dripping from it. Moaning as Ominis pumps his fingers into you, you wrap your lips around Sebastain, taking every inch of him in your mouth, bobbing your head quickly, sinful gagging sounds coming from you. Sebastian laced his fingers through your hair, pushing you further down on him, all your thoughts evaporating as he did so. You loved when he took control and used you for his pleasure. You happily let him buck his hips, fucking your mouth, moaning around him, enjoying the growing desperation for oxygen, your lungs screaming. After only a few more minutes you feel the telltale stutter of his movements, his breath hitching in his throat before he lets out a delicious grunt, strings of his cum shooting down your throat. You eagerly swallowed every drop, sucking on him hard, milking him for everything he could give you.

“Fuck, Princess, you’re so fucking amazing. Have I told you that lately? I love the way you go mindless when I fuck your cute little mouth. My sweet cock-drunk slut.” He bent to kiss you, tasting himself on your lips, running his tongue over them shamelessly, biting and sucking at them before pulling away. “Ominis, think she’s about ready?”

Ominis slowed his movements inside you, groaning out his response. “Gods yes, she feels incredible, I can’t wait to have my cock inside you, Little Dove.”

Sebastian reached over to the table by the bed, grabbing for the small bottle of magical lubricant he kept there. It was his favorite, scented of cherries, the magic making a single drop perfectly coat his cock and stick to it, not a drop wasted. He stretched to reach Ominis over you, uncorking the vial, dripping two drops onto his cock. “Okay, Darling, give me a minute to get situated first before you start. Princess, come here, wrap your perfect pussy around me.”

Crawling up to him, you climbed onto his lap, lowering yourself onto him, letting out a satisfied moan as you reached his hilt. He gave you a few hard thrust, unable to help himself, before pulling your body down on top of him, wrapping his arms around you. “Ominis come closer, between my legs, perfect. You feel her hole? Slowly, very slowly, push into her. Remember to give her time to adjust when you get all the way in, and don’t move until she tells you she’s ready. When she is ready, you start, find the pace you want and I’ll match it. Good?”

You already felt Ominis lining himself up as he answered. “Got it. You ready Little Dove?” You let out a groan as he pushed into you, barely waiting for an answer. After a few minutes, pausing a few times to be sure you were okay and comment about how good it already felt, he was fully enveloped in you.

Below you Sebatian was groaning quietly, impatient to get moving, quickly getting lost in his urges, the feel of Ominis’ cock rubbing against his, separated by only a thin layer of skin, driving him wild with lust. You kissed at his chest, lacing your fingers with his, pulling him back to you. He looked at you, eyes clearing for a split second before Ominis asked if you were ready. His eyes rolled back, closing tight, as you responded and Ominis began moving, setting a slow pace. Your moans mixed with Ominis’ deeper groans, echoing around the stone room, and you lay your head on Sebastains chest, begging him to move. His eyes sprung open as he did, staring into yours as he lifted your chin, desperate to see your pleasure as he matched Ominis’ pace. You clutched at Sebastian’s chest, whimpering like you were going insane, your mouth hanging open.

“You look so pretty all fucked out like this Princess, and we’ve only just begun. You love being a little slut for us, don’t you?” All you could do was groan in response and you felt both cocks twitch inside you. They were loving this just as much as you.

“Little Dove, your whimpers and the wet squelching sounds of our fucking are driving me insane. Let’s speed up, Sebastian, I need to go harder.” He didn’t wait for Sebastian to respond, increasing his pace, hips bucking wildly, his thighs slapping against you.

“Oh, god, Ominis…yes…fuck, keep going just like that.” You practically yelled as he thrust into you, dropping your head onto Sebastian’s chest again, kissing at his skin, loud whines escaping your lips.

Sebastian increased his pace, his tip hitting the perfect spot with every quick thrust. “Oh, fuck, Sebastian…right there…it’s perf-“ The rest of your words were cut off as he crushed his lips against yours, your moans slipping into each others mouths. You chuckled against his lips as Ominis let out another loud groan. “I think this is the loudest he’s ever been with us.”

“Can you blame him, Princess, he is experiencing two incredible first at once.” He raised his voice, “How are you doing back there, Omi?”

“I’m so close, it feels so good. I’m not going to last much longer - Ahh, fuck.” His thrust slowed as his cum sputtered into you, his warmth filling you, a sinful little scream coming from you. “F-fuck, Little Dove, gods, yes, you feel so good.” Groaning as he rode out his orgasm, stilling for a few moments, he bent to run his hands over your back, praising you for taking his load. “Can we go again?”

Sebastian laughed, his own thrust almost imperceptible, but never stopping. “I never stopped. Keep going, we’ve got to make our lady cum.” He waited for Ominis to get back up to speed before returning to railing you, he was desperate to bring about your release, both of you knowing the tightening of your walls around him would bring his own. It didn’t take long, ten minutes of hard thrusting from both boys and you were screaming some twisted combination of their names and every curse word you knew, riding out your orgasm to the wonderful sounds of Sebastian's deep grunting as his seed shot into you, thick ropes painting your walls. You collapsed your full weight on Sebastian, both of you panting heavily, chests heaving as Ominis continued to softly thrust into you. You stretched your arm out behind you, pressing your palm against his chest. “Ominis, I need to stop. Come sit next to us for a few minutes and I’ll ride you to another orgasm.” He stopped, pulling out, both of you groaning at the loss as he flopped down on the bed next to you.

“That’s okay, Little Dove, I’m happy with the two I’ve had. You and Sebastian should spend the rest of the night together, I know you need the closeness after everything you’ve gone through for me. I might selfishly ask for a few kisses, though.” He chuckled as you climbed into his lap, Sebastian using his wand to clean him up. Sitting up to meet you, he gently pressed his lips to yours, giving you sweet, caring kisses, hands roaming your sides and face.

“You’re sure you don’t want to stay, Darling? We’re happy to have you here, you know that.” Sebastian sat up, resting his chin on Ominis shoulder as he asked.

“I’m sure. According to the letter I got today, we have a long time to spend together before anything else threatens this thing we have. We can stretch it out for now.” He turned his head to kiss Sebastian’s forehead, smiling softly.

“What else did the letter say, Ominis? Why did you stay in your room all day after you got it?” You spoke softly, running fingers across his scalp, enjoying his little sighs.

“Oh, it’s purely magnificent, my dears. Turns out our plan worked so well that no family with an eligible daughter wants anything to do with me! Mother has convinced father to wait five years until I’m ‘more mature’, thinking that will change my attitude. I don’t look forward to dealing with this again, but five years is a long time to spend with the two of you, if you’ll have me. Even if you’ll only have me until we graduate, I’d feel blessed. I can’t thank you enough for helping me, truly, I owe you both so much.” His voice grew heavy as he began to get emotional. You pulled him closer, hugging him to you, your own emotions threatening to bubble over as Sebastian wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

“You don’t owe us anything, Ominis. I told you we’re a family, and I meant it.”

“Either way I won't forget this, not ever. Unfortunately it’s not entirely over yet. Little Dove and I still have to have a public falling out so you two can have a public makeup.”

“Oh yeah. How should we play that?” After the events of the past few hours you had forgotten you still couldn’t walk out of here holding Sebastian’s hand.

“Can’t we just say things didn’t work out with you and MC because she still loves me?” He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your cheek, smirking at you. “You do still love me, don’t you, Princess?”

You laughed, rolling your eyes at him, slapping his arm. “Fuck off, you know I do, idiot.” He rubbed his arm, a pretend look of shock on his handsome face.

Ominis laughed with you, but his face was serious. “It has to look natural, and be public in case word gets back to my parents. Let’s take a week to drift apart, have a fake fight and breakup, then you two can spend the next week growing close again and have a very public ‘I’m an idiot, I can’t live without you’ moment.”

Sebastian groaned, his thoughts echoing your own. “Two more weeks? Ugh, fine, only for you, Omi. But, now I agree, you’ve had enough time with her tonight, and I’m politely asking you to leave so I can ravish her.” He attacked your skin with kisses, making little growling sounds, tickling you as he pulled you into his lap, making you giggle.

Beside you, Ominis chuckled happily. “I’ve missed hearing you two be happy together. I’ve missed you both. I’m sorry I needed so long to figure my shit out, I won’t leave you out of my madness again. Now, I hate to interrupt this love fest further, but can I ask you to walk me to the door tonight for goodnight kisses. I think my wand is still on the sofa.”

You all got up, led him to the sofa, intimately helping him get dressed, and giving him a few long kisses before bidding him goodnight.

“Oh, one more thing, Ominis!” Sebastian stepped close, pressing his body flush against Ominis’ back, wrapping an arm around his waist. “When are you going to let me fuck you in the ass?” His voice was deep, almost a growl, desire dripping from every syllable.

Ominis chuckled, his face flushing a deep red. “I'm coming around to the idea, that’s all I can say for now. Goodnight, Dearest.” Squirming his way out of Sebastian's grip, he smiled and walked through the gate, leaving you alone.

Sebastian turned to you, a predatory smile on his face as he picked you up, growling as he carried you across the room. “Now that we’re alone, Princess, I’m going to make you scream my name, and I expect it to come out clearly this time. Give me something to remember when I’m fighting every urge to touch you during the next two weeks.”

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A week later you stood in the Defense Against the Dark Arts tower after class, having another fake fight, screaming at Ominis, getting insanely turned on as he screamed back at you. You had to storm off earlier than planned to keep yourself from attacking him with desire.

But it worked, and over the next four days you and Sebastian had real tender moments in full view of the entire year, rumors already spreading that you would get back together. The afternoon of the fifth day, two days before schedule, Sebastian jumped up when you strode into the Great Hall for lunch. He ran to you, practically tackling you, pulling you off your feet, spinning you around, kissing you eagerly. Around you the room went quiet, then filled with loud whispers and even a few cheers. When he set you down you were both blushing, breathless, and glowing with happiness. Pressing his forehead to yours he laughed, kissing you again. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait anymore, Princess. I love you so much, let’s never fake a breakup again.” Wrapping an arm around you, he led you to his table, and you sat between him and Imelda.

While Sebastian was distracted getting your food, she leaned over and whispered to you, a disgruntled look on her face. “MC, are you sure everything that happened with Ominis was a lie? I saw you two kiss in The Hogshead, it seemed there were very real feelings behind it. It was an intense kiss.”

Damn she knew you too well. “Yeah, maybe I enjoyed it, it was kind of thrilling to kiss someone new, but that doesn’t mean I have feelings for Ominis. I was helping my best friend out of a horrible situation. That’s all there was to it.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but closed it again as Sebastian set your plate in front of you, kissing your cheek, smiling at you both. “What are we talking about, ladies?” You knew this wouldn’t be the end of the discussion but at least you had time to figure out how to keep lying to her, and everyone else, about the real relationship you had with Ominis.

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